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.

knew that the poison would not hurt Frank, and she

lone ranger and had absolute confidence in his own abilities-the type

even as the thought crossed her mind, the door opened, and Frank himself

Frank as she did. "Your reputation precedes you, Mr.

talk, however, and demanded icily, "Give me the antidote,

in a million, and you'd be laughed at if you lose your head like this!

not want to waste his

her throat as he lifted her into the air. "I have no respect for your

inside after hearing the commotion,

the pain, she chuckled. "Let's not make this ugly,

Frank growled

were left staring

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

as she clearly dulled in comparison with Frank's presence. How was she