The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Caught off guard, Frank was at first confused as to why he was splashed in the face but was quickly incensed at Jackie's tone.

"Do you want to die?" Frank growled as he slowly looked up, his glare murderous.

Jackie flinched in surprise, though he soon calmed down and scoffed. "Oh, my-color me surprised, you really know how to look scary! Go on, tell me... which gang are you from?" "Gang?"

Frank, who was not having it, seized Jackie by the collar and slammed him on the table.

It shattered with a loud crash, drawing everyone's attention right then.

"What? What happened?"

"Hey, isn't that Jackie Xinder? Shit, someone's got him!"

As everyone looked on, Jackie was left stupefied even as he collapsed on his knees before Frank, his face covered in blood.

What? The bastard started getting physical at a moment's notice?!

out of my sight," Frank snapped

had noticed the looks of panic around them. He

Nonetheless, Jackie was snarling.

had been strutting in Norsedam for years he was naturally no greenhorn, being able to become the manager of a nightclub franchise. Aside from above average affinity for the service industry, he naturally had the assistance of certain gang elements as well. Naturally, he was not about to let it slide.... not when some gigolo who had just come to town

be here soon-don't run

nose as his

contorted in fury.

upon closer inspection that Frank noticed Jackie's

nose skew to the side when he had only hit him

was not afraid

either,

as he returned to his seat and

wet face

I'd advise you not to mess with me!" Frank sneered even as he threatened Jackie before adding, "Oh, and Helen Lane is mine. A mook like you would never deserve her." "Whatever you