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

–

suite of Verdant Hotel, Frank had woken up early to meditate when someone knocked on his door.

in a leather jacket and

her shades, she smiled. “You’re quite the early bird, Mr. Lawrence!”

could say the same about you.

I’ll get you a tux—I mean, you’re not attending it in your tracksuit,

“I’ll pass.”

to close the door when Vicky caught it, “Please, Mr. Lawrence. It’s my father’s

reluctant to attend a pointless social event, he could

he said, “In that

to the parking lot, and Vicky opened the

stopped as he noticed a trio of men hurrying toward

wrong?” Vicky asked in

“Trouble.”

the trio too and

it was a rival of her family, the burly bald man at the center strode up

Frank replied coolly.

you people? Do you know where

you’re that lucky with women! Anyway, your boy’s going to be crippled

the trio. “Wait, is this everyone you brought? You really think you stand a

thugs snorted. “Hey, the chick’s mocking

in turn. “Don’t hurt her now. We’ll

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

“Who sent you? Tell

boys!” Barney barked,

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

forward at the

Thud!

Thud!

thuds, both lackeys were sent flying.

“What the—”

forward with

hell was

Frank move—the man just suddenly turned into a