The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Exactly!" Urian cried anxiously. "Y-You and your men should hurry... I'm barely holding on here!"

"You're barely holding on?"

Chet was taken aback-was that man with Noel that amazing?

Urian had over a hundred goons too, but that man could handle them all by himself?!

Chet certainly did not believe it, and it also soon occurred to him that Urian was exaggerating just to get more goodies from him.

"Sly old fox," he snorted, though he had no choice but to hurry with his men.

Still, it was curiously quiet, and there were no security guards in sight at all.

"Wait!"

up a hand to stop the others, frowning despite Chet's glare of impatience. "Chet-I mean, Mr. Jonas-don't you see that something is strange here?" "What's strange?!" Chet

was Noel's devastating figure and ravishing

able to stop the fire blazing in his loins. And he actually thought he could smell Noel's

hence being interrupted while he was pulling down his pants, leaving

Draconia's top actress! If he messed this up, he would most likely not have a chance

why Chet's voice was at once hostile as he snapped through gritted teeth, "Listen here-I'm the leader of this operation, not you, Grom! If you mess this up for me, I will tell Sil Lionheart. Surely I don't

martial elites all scowled at Chet's threat-they might have no respect for garbage like

right-if he complained to Sil, everyone here would not be

Mr. Jonas," Grom reasoned. "I'm just trying to say that you have to be careful. The vibes here is just wrong, and-" "Do I need you to