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!

Hana snorted. "Why should we apologize when you're

talking about it, huh?" The burly poacher trained his bow at her, and the

thought for a moment that you'd keep

"How astute!"

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. So you'd better cooperate,

regretted that first shot, not because of the consequences, but because

in a million whose beauty would leave men

would like to have some

of that?" Frank laughed nonetheless. "You should know that men are all pigs, but

about I blind your

and launched another

just inches away and flung

Crack!

that the burly poacher was holding

lucky for cheating death while

the arrow with a force greater than an