The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Steeling himself right then, Stanley sat on the floor as he glared at Frank with a gleeful smirk. "I'll give it to you straight, Frank Lawrence! I'm not afraid of you! I have the support of powerful people that not even the geezers of the Martial Alliance could hope to match! "When the time comes, they'll find you and kill you! And I'll watch closely in hell as you're tortured to your last breath!"

But even as Stanley laughed maniacally, Frank snorted.

There was a brief flash, and Stanley's smirk froze on his face as a gruesome gash appeared on his neck.

It widened by the second, and blood gushed out like a geyser.

Stanley raised both hands as he tried to stop the bleeding to no avail and eventually collapsed on the floor, his eyes wide with spite!

"Mr. Lawrence, you don't have to worry about Josh Dellon or the Lionhearts."

Elder Fango was certainly shocked by how ruthless Frank was and promptly declared his stance. "The Martial Alliance will make them answer for the crimes against you." However, Frank growled coolly, "That's your own damn business."

That left Elder Fango surprised. "Are you saying you're not going to seek revenge?"

the

at Stanley's corpse in turn. "I

was just playing mind games, seeing that he had no chance of survival!" Frank shook his head-he already felt an invisible hand reaching toward him, and

could happen in

instead of waiting for them to attack, he shall

the Lionhearts. I'll head over to the

Fango certainly had to agree with

accomplices had every reason to hurt Frank, but they should

Mr. Lawrence," he said. "You have the full

too, Elder Fango." Frank chuckled. "They aren't keen to reveal

surrounded Frank, relieved as they really thought that Stanley's

confident smile. "I'm a miracle worker. What's easier than stopping

aware? Why was he so sure that you