The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

As the feeling never faded even as Hagar watched his matriarch and entourage leave Laneville Manor in a hurry, he could not help feeling even more wary inwardly. Meanwhile, as every member of the Yimmel family moved out, Frank clapped Dorek Yimmel on the shoulder. "Well done."

Dorek could only smile exasperatedly at the praise, as Frank's tender loving care continued throughout the night.

He shuddered, remembering Frank's smile as he pulled out the needle from himself and the smile on his face now.

The horror that was the man was now deeply ingrained in his mind, just as two needles taught him the worst pain there is in life.

He trembled even as he remembered his pain and could kill the Dorek from yesterday who came to establish himself.

He would never dare spout rubbish like Draconia's martial artists being charlatans or whatnot either, having gotten a lesson to remember yesterday.

He had surrendered unconditionally to that extreme torment.

Never betraying the Yimmels?

Hostile takeover?

that mattered now he was willing to

too far, as he watched Dorek sit limply on the floor,

that he broke down when he was put through a pain that would make him wish he was dead. Shaking his

Lane family from Laneville Manor. Yeah,

orders, Frank turned to see the swollen-faced Peter

that in a glass of water and share it with the

the Lanecorp health and safety department. Try to hide everyone

then finished, "If there's not enough space, have them wait outside. We're hosting a party for Yora Yimmel." "Alright!" Peter exclaimed and

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