The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The human trafficker was left speechless by Frank's retort-to think that the same trick that bailed him out countless times was foiled so easily!

If the authorities really knew, his ass would be in jail!

"Come on, just let me go! I won't argue anymore, okay?" he groaned.

A man even strode out of the crowd, reasoning, "Yeah, kid. Just let it slide-live and let live, yeah?"

Frank glared at him with sheer disgust—the mob really had no principles!

"This man is a human trafficker, and you'd just let him be?!"

"Why don't you prove that?! Don't you slander me!" the human trafficker snapped.

Frank smirked before he suddenly picked up the human trafficker and threw him into the distance, leaving the crowd around him stunned.

Frank looked scrawny and frail, only for him to be so strong he could throw a two hundred pound middle-aged man like a baseball!

I'll get

interrogate the human trafficker in front of the mob. With their involvement,

reaching where the human trafficker

you tell me where your friends

already petrified

is a blind spot, and no one would notice

trafficker realized with a start that

way if he had his boys jump

think you can take us all at once, brat?!" he

smirked. "Just call them already.

with those words, he sat down

like you're a hot shot. I'm not gonna sugarcoat it-I've met plenty like

human trafficker snorted. "Pretending that you're above

was not until thirty minutes later that a handful of brutes made their way toward

the human

white pointing at Frank while yelling, That's him! Remember, don't draw attention-just knock him out and take his kidneys, or just torture him!