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.

time for Lane Holdings to

–

Frank had woken up early to

jacket and a pair of jeans, giving her a sharp

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

same about you. What’s the

a banquet here tonight. I’ll get you a tux—I mean, you’re not attending it in your

“I’ll pass.”

“Please, Mr. Lawrence. It’s my father’s invitation, and you can at least show your face since you saved my life!”

Even if he was reluctant to attend a pointless social event, he could not say no since it

he said, “In that case, let’s go.”

parking lot, and Vicky opened

stopped as he noticed a trio of men hurrying

in curiosity, noticing his

“Trouble.”

the trio too and frowned.

the burly bald man at the center strode up while

replied coolly.

people? Do you know

man did a double take and started to regard Vicky lecherously. “Huh. I’m surprised you’re that lucky with women! Anyway, your boy’s going to be crippled soon enough. You should come hang with me instead—Barney Streisand will

then at the trio. “Wait, is

snorted. “Hey, the chick’s

eyes in turn. “Don’t hurt her now. We’ll show her how good we

were certainly in luck! They would get

quietly, “Who sent you? Tell

boys!” Barney barked, perfectly

step back and felt a sudden gust

had charged forward at the speed of

Thud!

Thud!

two dull thuds, both

“What the—”

steps forward with his baseball

hell

move—the man just suddenly turned