The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

At Ocean Sky Hotel, a woman in a dress stood on stage in the second floor banquet hall. She appeared to be in her thirties and had silky smooth hair and luscious red lips. With her smoking pipe, she projected both intelligence and charm.

Below stage were a group of off-state bigwigs, whispering among each other.

After all, the woman was Moxxi, the woman BM Group had sent to this town to avenge the death of Mary. An infamous investor in Wall Street, she was alleged to have gang ties, and those in the business knew her for her ruthless ways.

"Ma'am, do you really think Lugh Frankton would cave willingly? We heard that he's an extraordinary healer who cured Alda Ingram's strange illness, so he's not going to be troubled by your poison, is he?"

The bigwigs had no idea what Moxxi was up to-if they knew this much, how could Moxxi not be aware?

Sure, everyone made mistakes, but not Moxxi. Why did she not at least gather intelligence on her target and went ahead so recklessly instead?

"Don't worry, everyone. He'll be here!" Moxxi smiled nonetheless.

In fact, she was not being stupid.

would not hurt Frank, and she knew how

his own abilities-the type who dared to walk

as the thought crossed her mind, the door

Frank as she did. "Your reputation precedes you,

icily, "Give me the antidote, or call the morgue to

you lose your head like this!

did not want to waste his breath,

Moxxi and seized her by her throat as he lifted her into the air. "I have no

hearing the commotion, but Moxxi held up a hand, stopping them before

the pain, she chuckled. "Let's not make this ugly, Mr. Frankton. Just hear me

talk!" Frank

bigwigs were left staring

under the impression that Moxxi was here to avenge Mary, but she was completely unprepared, and Frank got to her

humiliated, as she clearly dulled in comparison with Frank's presence. How was she going to get