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?!

one chance. Get out of

blind fool, as he had noticed the looks of panic around them. He certainly had no intention of

Nonetheless, Jackie was snarling.

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

will be here soon-don't run if you have

mouth and nose as

contorted in fury.

upon closer inspection that Frank noticed Jackie's face

just wondering how did Jackie's entire nose skew to the side when he

was not

threat either,

as he returned to his seat and used the

his wet face and

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