The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Frank chuckled. “Why would they be jealous? I’m not a fellow suitor.”

“That’s true.” Yara conceded and sighed. “But Vicky has a fiance too. Are you sure he won’t get the wrong idea? Moreover, he’s the heir to the Lionhearts, an important family in Morhen—that man is known to be ruthless, made evident with certain suitors for Vicky disappearing under mysterious circumstances.”

Being Vicky’s bodyguard, Yara was naturally privy to certain secrets.

She would rather not see an amazing martial artist like Frank get himself killed. That was why she was being nice and warned him—there were others in Riverton who could destroy Frank aside from the Lionhearts.

“Hmph.” Frank snorted with a look of disdain. “I’m fine as long as they don’t provoke me. If they do, they’ll find themselves less lions than lambs.”

Yara gulped.

That was certainly a bold claim, though she wondered if Frank could remain so when the Lionhearts really came for him.

Either way, she had nothing to add after saying that much.

–

Early next morning, Helen had just woken up when she got a call from Sean.

“Good news! Mr. Turnbull’s daughter fully recovered yesterday!” he exclaimed.

“She did?!” Helen was immediately excited.

“Yeah, I didn’t expect the panacea cap to be so effective.” Sean laughed. “You are now the savior of the Turnbulls’ heiress, Helen!”

Helen was certainly thrilled—Lane Holdings had nothing to worry about now that the Turnbulls owed them a favor!

Breathing out lengthily to quickly calm herself, she said, “Thank you so much for this, Mr. Wesley.”

“Oh, you’re exaggerating,” Sean replied with feigned modesty. “It’s what I ought to do—by the way, remember to properly prepare for the banquet tonight at Verdant Hotel, and the project will definitely be yours.”

“Yes. I’m counting on you, Mr. Wesley,” Helen said, and hung up.

She could hardly hide her excitement and almost started skipping around on her bed.

knew it. The time for Lane Holdings to prosper had arrived!

–

had woken up early to meditate when someone knocked on his door.

it was Vicky, dressed in a leather jacket and a pair of jeans,

shades, she smiled. “You’re quite the early

the same about

I’ll get you a tux—I

“I’ll pass.”

Lawrence. It’s my father’s

event, he

said, “In that

to the parking lot, and Vicky opened the car door for

he got in, however, he stopped as he noticed a

asked in curiosity, noticing his

“Trouble.”

noticed the trio too and frowned.

family, the burly bald man at the center strode up while glaring at

Frank replied

people? Do you know where you

with women! Anyway, your boy’s going to be

Frank for a moment and then at the trio. “Wait, is

thugs snorted. “Hey, the chick’s mocking us,

“Don’t hurt her now. We’ll show her how good we are

in luck! They would get a taste of the good stuff all thanks to Barney!

Frank asked quietly, “Who sent you? Tell me right now and I’ll

up already, boys!” Barney barked, perfectly confident since it was

his lackeys leapt forward, Vicky tactfully took a step back and felt a sudden gust

charged forward at the speed of light!

Thud!

Thud!

dull thuds, both lackeys were

“What the—”

himself had barely walked two steps forward with his baseball club and was

hell was

move—the man just suddenly turned into a blur, and Barney’s