The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Even as Frank spoke, he pointed at The Boss, who was hyperventilating and sweating all over his brow.

He was trembling even as he stood up and pulled out his gun but unexpectedly did not point it at Frank, instead throwing it on the floor along with his combat knife.

He would not have done that too, as he would like to keep fighting like Mariah did, but Frank was just too strong that he did not want to bother.

"So...?" Frank asked, curious.

The Boss sighed in exasperation. "Look, we made a mistake, and you can have that gal as my way of apology. Could you just spare my life?"

Mariah was left gritting her teeth, incensed by the offer. "You despicable prick! We were comrades who survived death, but you're going to sell me off now?! I will end you even if it kills me!"

The Boss snorted coolly. "I didn't want to do this, Mariah, but you saw what he can do. We're both dead if we so much as disrespect him! Just make him a happy man, and we'd both survive!"

rather die than be

"Well said, and don't worry, I have plenty of ladies, even kick-ass

he lifted his

caught in disbelief by his words,

picking up her daggers as he advanced on

was stumbling backward as he exclaimed, "We're comrades,

despite herself. "Why don't you listen to yourself?

with that, she attacked

Boss parried the first blow but

muscles determined their

like her would not