The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

But now, Rob was told that the almighty General Jan Lionheart was slain by the manwhore before him?

He certainly would not believe it, as it would destroy his world!

"Hehe. It's not necessary for me to believe you."

Frank could not care less that he was not convincing Rob.

Pure vigor converged over his palm, and dozens of transparent needles materialized.

Frank waved, launching the needles, and Rob's soldiers all froze instantly, their expression stiff like statues.

"What?!"

Rob was left dumbstruck when he saw what Frank did and narrowed his eyes.

That was when he saw the needle that pierced the neck of the soldier nearest to him. In fact, the soldier's eyes were pleading for help, as the pure vigor needle kept him utterly immobile. "What else do you have up your sleeve now, Rob Turnbull?"

glowered even as he strode

full of yourself, Frank Lawrence! Vicky... Right! I have her. Another step, and

a hostage to threaten Frank, until he looked down and saw that his trigger finger was already on the floor, lying in a puddle of

squealed like a gutted pig even as he stumbled backward, dropping his gun

"Hmph!"

only got the better of

she was not particularly strong,

to the floor, and stamping her foot on his back. "What else do you have

"I... I..."

to look up and glared viciously at Vicky, and then at Frank when he reached them. "M-My brother Jan will make you pay!

still struggling defiantly, Frank did not bother

off Jan's coat and threw it in front of

your dear brother to

chuckled, shaking his head and sighing.

"What?!"