The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank laughed icily at Lanky. "Do you think they're as despicable as you are?"

Then, turning to the rest of the mob, he said, "Everyone, you have nothing to worry about. I may be no angel, but I can see reason. I won't blame any of you, as long as you leave right now.

"So, are you staying or leaving? You decide."

As soon as he finished the mob, they turned and left.

To be honest, they were not obliged to go that far for the mob.

Moreover, they knew very well what Frank was capable of-it would really be over

for them if he gave them the same treatment he gave Lanky's son!

"Don't go! There's strength in numbers! Kill him!" Troy bellowed as he got flustered as well.

certainly went up in smoke, as the mob

furious as she watched. "What do you think you're doing, Troy Layton? Are

Layton?! Know your position-I'm your chief, and I can get upset too!" Troy retorted, not about to take this lying

Laura, he knew by now that he had no chance and gave up on being

refresh your memory. Among the three vice-chiefs in our hospital, one of them is

you've been getting incentives from patients-even coercing them—I wonder if you'd keep your

face fell. "What's that supposed to mean? Are you threatening

you in no uncertain terms that if you try to hurt Mr. Frankton, I'll

was not joking, he grumbled under his breath as

say! And here I wondered why your son was such horrible bully... but as it turns out, it's because

his feet, leaning against the wall as

and flexed his wrist before punching Lanky in the face, knocking

got your

dropped to a crouch, grabbing hold of Lanky's