The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Although slapped in their collective faces, the trio did not forget their place. As soon as Callie mentioned their names, they straightened themselves and their suits, puffing themselves up considerably.

Frank was quite humble in comparison, clearly uninterested in being vain like them.

"My name is Lugh Frankton," he said coolly. "Since everyone knows this, I'll keep it short and blunt-I don't want peace, because conflict is my style. However, I've been strong-armed into finding a peaceful solution, and that's why I'm here to meet you.

"My demand is simple. Everything BM Group has now belongs to Frankton Group. In addition, there must be internal investigations on all levels, and any irregularities must be punished. If innocent, they will be conscripted into Mystic Sky Guild!"

"What?!"

Mr. Peter, Mr. Robbie, and Mr. Michael were left trading glances.

They were not fluent speakers, but they understood Frank just fine-in fact, their jaws almost dropped collectively.

coolly. "Are you joking, Mr.

were not just demeaning. Forget a conglomerate like BM Group being assimilated by a small Shagan company-were their combat forces not effectively dissolved after they were conscripted into

we will just have to keep fighting-don't give me bullshit," Frank

even if he was trying to play nice with the spiritron vein so that he would not disappoint

want to see

Moxxi flew over and

and she did not even bother to greet the three

right then, "Is this all

bothered since she was dead set on staying on

to suck up to those three pricks, even snapping at

Mr. Robbie then demanded, "Are you aware that he's demanding that we surrender our company and our

"Eh?" Moxxi was stumped.