The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"I already did?"

Mona raised her brow at Sanne, stopping short of calling Sanne stupid. "What-"

Before Sanne could snap, the towering boxing machine screamed shrilly.

Soon, Mona's face was displayed on the giant plasma screen overhead, while the number display started shooting up rapidly. "Wait, what...?"

Sanne and the rest of the martial artists all looked stunned, as they did not see Mona hit the boxing machine.

More bewilderingly, she left the numbers skyrocketing so much that it looked like it was malfunctioning!

Ding!

Everyone was dumbstruck as the machine jingled with the final result.

if Sanne's earlier punch left all the martial artists dumbstruck with her 3,196-pound punching strength,

out skeptical, they were brought to their senses as Mona giggled. "Hah! How about that for control, Mr. Lawrence?!" "11,000

had to grit

Sanne's own arm, she suddenly felt it difficult to breathe, and even her vision seemed

truth, shonè could have punched above 11,000 pounds

on top of that, she controlled it with such precision so that it hit 11,000 pounds with no decimal

Was she even human?!

Frank turned toward Sanne as if he knew that would happen.

to her senses, she gritted her teeth as

lost? No... No! She could not

malfunctioning, or it would not have shown

elite, was she not?! She would never believe something