The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Hudson Stewart, liver, five hundred grand.

"Jane Weston, skin graft, nine hundred grand."

The shocking transactions left Podrick Daffey turning pale, his lips trembling.

On the other hand, Frank was chuckling nonchalantly, "Hehe. See, Captain Daffey? This isn't just rumors now-every transaction has the official stamp of Zamri Hospital's former head coroner, and even the wire transfers are all sent to Yannick Jorst's account." Podrick could only gulp as he stared at the ledger, various expressions alternating over his face.

"What's wrong, Captain Daffey?"

Yannick was left confused that Podrick would look so shocked and flustered despite his usual poker face, though his eyes soon widened when he came close, and he stared at Frank in disbelief. "W-What... Where did you get this from-no, wait! I mean..."

a

as he snapped, he snatched the ledger, tore it into pieces, and

eyes bulging in the exertion. "I haven't said a word, Mr. Jorst, but you've spilled the beans on your own. But that's fine... you really

your best to swallow those too-that way, I might have nothing to give the commissioner." Seeing Frank grinning confidently as he patted the briefcase on the table, Yannick was

"You piece of shit!"

especially the way Yannick tried his

felt a tinge of terror

out that their plan had failed completely,

he could survive his father's wrath now. "And

toward the dumbstruck Fredo, clapping him on the shoulder. "I heard that the commissioner is putting together a

Fredo looked up