The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Now, I have questions, and you will all answer," Frank said as he walked slowly toward Chet as he sat limply on the floor, his face drained of all color.

"P-Please ask... I'll tell you everything..." Chet was so petrified in fear that he had no idea what he was saying.

"Yesterday, the expensive equipment Lanecorp was transporting had been stolen or sabotaged mid-transit-" "That was us!"

Chet admitted to it immediately, tears flowing down his cheeks as he kowtowed to Frank endlessly. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Lawrence... We did it, but we were just following orders! It was Sil Lionheart who put us up to it-we don't dare to go against him!" Chet's pleading cries left Urian snorting coolly.

Just earlier, the man was looking all smug, bragging about how beautiful a job he did and how brightly their fires burnt.

He certainly did not look like he was forced to do it!

Still, Urian did not say a word, in case he would blow up like Grom did.

It was such a horrific way to go, and he had not even heard of it!

scowled as he suddenly remembered what Frank said earlier, that he was affable and

the ones who did it-them, the Lionheart martial elites! I was just watching... I'm just an errand boy forced into

hell?! Chet had just said earlier that they were all

all either-in the first place, he called them here today

the fact that Lanecorp now had them

was,

was a ranking of how despicable a person could be, Chet would certainly

Lionheart martial elites

beyond salvation, and Frank was actually impressed how far gone

intention

crouch in front of Chet and said, "Since you admitted to destroying the equipment, shouldn't you

"What?!"

senses when he saw Frank smiling.