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

trafficker in front of

the crowd and reaching where the

"Can you tell me where

already

you. This is a blind spot, and no one would notice what you

human trafficker realized with a start that Frank was

way if he had

brat?!" he growled while watching closely as he sneakily reached toward his

"Just call them already.

those words, he sat down in silent

grad who's feeling like you're a hot shot. I'm not gonna sugarcoat it-I've met plenty like you, and they've all paid for their recklessness! It'd soon be too late

silent, and the human trafficker snorted. "Pretending that you're

Frank since it was pointless, and it was not until thirty minutes later that a

Frank held back, the human trafficker could stand

pointing at Frank while yelling, That's him! Remember, don't draw attention-just knock