The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank smiled, shaking his head. "It was someone else, not them. Look!"

He gestured at the nearby woods with his chin, and Hana turned over there to find a gang emerging.

They were carrying compound bows and had hunting dogs with them-obviously poachers!

"Are you crazy?! Can't you see that there's people here?!" Hana snapped furiously.

Forget negligence-this group was fully equipped, even using thermal imaging, so their mishap really did not make sense.

"Watch it, lady!" their burly leader retorted coolly nonetheless. "Sure, we made a mistake, but you're so rude you should be apologizing instead. We're not savages!"

Hana smirked—she might be young, but that did not mean she was ignorant.

In fact, her privileged status meant she had access to much knowledge hidden from most, such as how evil always lurked in the woods!

For example, despite these poachers' claims that it was a mistake, they really meant to kill them. There were no cameras and no one to testify against them, meaning that they were free from any responsibility.

In the end, they really were the savages they claimed they were not. If Frank did not just prove he could stop those arrows, they would keep shooting until they were both dead!

"Why should we apologize when you're the

burly poacher trained his

moment that you'd keep up the innocent act. Exposing yourself

"How astute!"

burly poacher laughed. "Truth be told, we're bad news, and that shot earlier was meant to kill. And look around you-not one camera in sight, and you'd die for nothing.

first shot, not because of the consequences, but because

still one in a million

got interested and would like to have some fun

pervert on top of that?" Frank laughed nonetheless. "You should know that men

Then how about I

and launched another

it just inches away and flung

Crack!

compound bow that the burly poacher was holding

sighed in relief, feeling lucky for cheating death while inwardly impressed by

with a force greater than an arrow shot from a compound