The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank quickly helped the girl to his bed, but before he could ask why, he heard a rush of footsteps.

He turned and saw that several burly thugs had entered.

They were led by a blond guy, who pointed at the girl as she shuddered on the bed. "Hand her over, brat!"

Frank turned toward the girl named Irene, who quickly shook her head. "I-I don't know them! Please, you have to help me..."

She trailed off, clearly convinced that Frank did not stand a chance, what with his scrawny form.

She was kind-she did not want to be taken, but she did not want Frank to get hurt because of her either. Getting up on her own accord, she tearfully started to leave with the burly thugs... "Wait!" Frank pulled Irene back toward himself and snapped coolly at the thugs, "Get out right now, and I just might spare you."

The blond guy and his thugs were surprised at first, but they soon laughed themselves silly. "Are you joking, kid? You're putting it as if we won't stand a chance against you!"

"That's a fact, isn't it?" Frank replied and did not waste his breath further.

was in front of the

when they saw what happened, but he quickly dodged

snarled, but he was

spacing out, shocked that the man

she exclaimed, bowing her head

Who

don't know..." the girl sobbed. "I was just staying out late and bumped into them, and they insisted I get into their car. I ran here because I refused..."

"What's going on here?"

when she

his eyes at her in exasperation. "Stop it. It's not

never said anything," Sylvie retorted and took Irene's hands

hearing Irene's story, Sylvie flashed

doubling back Thugs despise being humiliated, and they'd definitely

you can sleep in my room instead, while this handsome guy and I will stay here and wait for them to come!" "I-Isn't that dangerous?"