The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Gashface snorted. "Take a look in the mirror, brat. You think you have what it takes to bring him down?"

Frank pointed at the scars on the proprietors' foreheads. "See for yourself!"

Gashface turned to see them just then.

He was assured that they would be on the floor, kowtowing until they broke their skulls and died, but they were perfectly fine!

"No, that's impossible!"

Refusing to accept reality, Gashface promptly called Crewcut... but he did not answer, no matter how many times Gashface called!

Gashface had paid a deposit-logically speaking, Crewcut would come to see him

to get the rest once he accomplished his task.

why would Crewcut not answer the

the brat in front

the troubled look on Gashface's face, the proprietors were laughing

there's always someone better-did you think that we'd break just because you sent some witch doctor after

you

was at once indignant and wheeled on Frank. "Even if you have the power to do it, there's still no reason for you to destroy the building! Pay up, or I'll

should be more worried about not being alive to

chuckled coolly. "Also, you should be worried about how you broke your contractual agreement. If you insist I buy it from you, you'd have no more leverage while a ton of responsibility to take up, and I don't think

that Frank knew the rules

been fine because the fine apartment project was nearing completion, and at this point, his best option was to finish it on his own. While it was a little cowardly, it

someone stepped out and took the project off his hands, everything he had done before

Frank.

ignored him and turned toward Jada, who strode up. "Name a price

"You don't get to yap around here, little lady! Don't talk like