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.

the martial artists dumbstruck with her 3,196-pound punching strength, Mona's result took their

left spacing out skeptical, they were brought to their senses as Mona giggled. "Hah! How about that for control, Mr. Lawrence?!" "11,000 pounds...? 11,000 pounds?! That brat is really

too, and she had to grit her teeth to stand firm

thigh was thinner than Sanne's own arm, she suddenly felt it difficult to breathe, and even her vision seemed to blur. On top of that, Mona was laughing

could have punched above 11,000

on top of that, she controlled it with such precision so that it hit

Was she even human?!

including Tijil, was caught in shock, Frank turned toward Sanne as if he knew

senses, she gritted her teeth as

No... No!

malfunctioning, or it would not have shown

brat was just a Birthright-ranked elite, was she not?! She would never believe