The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"What?!"

Carlo was left stupefied by his son's exclamation.

For this party, he had called over the strongest muscle he had from the midlands.

His aim was simple, too-after the party was over, he would demonstrate to Zamri's wealth and power the depths of Carlo Group's strength: fifty Birthright-ranked elites!

"Are you serious...?!"

Carlo was caught in disbelief even as he stared at his son-those fifty Birthright-ranked elites were the trump cards that his company had consolidated over the years, and they were all gone without warning?

However, he also knew that his son would never joke around on an occasion such as this!

"It's true!"

breakdown as he finally revealed why he was totally horrified. "I watch with my own eyes... Frank Lawrence wiped out every martial elite we had, all by himself! Let's give up on the

Carlo was stupefied.

Frank was very strong, but just not how

he had command over a group of martial artists, trained by his family since childhood and willing to serve Carlo Group with their

many of Carlo's rivals feared him back when he started out in the midlands, becoming the

own son, some youth from the

Was that even possible?

as Carlo was left

"Dad, please! Let's just surrender and stop messing with

up, his eyes red. "No! You're just shitting me! My men are strong-they are the reason I can strut in the midlands! I doubt that a mere brat

basically hysterical, whipping out his

a while in the silent private room, but no one

tried again,