The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Inside the rundown shack, the old man brought a worn stool for Frank. "Please sit, young man. I'm sorry but there's little hospitality to offer here..." Frank nodded and said, "I'll cut to the chase, sir! I'll rent your land!"

The old man named Miles Chand did a double take but soon waved him off. "No, no, no... Absolutely not! This old man won't be a burden!"

Frank was unsure how to react just then. "Sir, Ms. Chandler has already told me about your situation. Since I'm willing to help, you can bet that I'm ready to deal with those loan sharks." "Yeah, don't worry!" Whitney agreed. "He's a university student. Those fools would never dare to mess with him."

However, while Miles was left hesitant, someone shouted outside, "We're back, geezer! Bring out the snacks!"

Whitney was at once furious, striding out of the shack and standing akimbo as she snapped, "Who let you brats off the leash?"

There were eight thugs outside, leaning against the wall and leering at Whitney in amusement.

"Oh, if it isn't the famous village chief!"

"How's it going? Got a new boy yet?"

"Fuck off!" Whitney snapped, picking up and throwing a stone at them.

too weak, and the

have no stamina at all-must have used up everything

though their smiles stiffened when they saw a blur shooting out of the shack, seizing the joker by the neck and lifting him

you?! Mind your own business!" one of the thugs snapped as he threw a punch at the blur, since they had

and slamming on the wall the next instant, leaving everyone

Bang!

and ran without

joker

friend! We're just following orders... Can Dwe all

don't need your friendship," Frank growled coolly. "Now run along and tell your boss that he'll die if he keeps

the thug

make you pay!" the thug snapped as he then pushed himself

the shack and found Whitney's jaw dropping

"What?" he asked, shrugging.

she asked, gaping at the man she was just