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.

it. The time for Lane

–

of Verdant Hotel, Frank had woken up early to meditate

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

she smiled. “You’re quite the

say the same about

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

“I’ll pass.”

close the door when Vicky caught it, “Please, Mr. Lawrence. It’s my father’s invitation, and you can at least show your face since you saved my life!”

a pointless social event, he could not say no since it was

said, “In that case, let’s go.”

headed down to the parking lot, and Vicky

as he noticed a trio

in curiosity, noticing

“Trouble.”

noticed the trio

the burly bald man at the center strode up while glaring at Frank furiously. “Are you Frank

Frank replied coolly.

people? Do you

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 make it worth your

at the trio. “Wait, is this everyone you brought?

Barney’s thugs snorted. “Hey, the

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

two thugs guffawed—they were certainly in luck! They would get a taste

you? Tell me right now

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

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

at

Thud!

Thud!

both lackeys were sent

“What the—”

himself had barely walked two steps forward with

the hell was

even see Frank move—the man just suddenly turned into a blur, and Barney’s lackeys were