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 Holdings to prosper had

–

Frank had woken

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

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

about you. What’s the

I’ll get you a

“I’ll pass.”

when Vicky caught it, “Please, Mr. Lawrence. It’s my father’s invitation, and you can at least show your face since

social event, he could not say no since it

that case, let’s go.”

lot, and Vicky

as he noticed a trio

Vicky asked in curiosity, noticing

“Trouble.”

noticed the trio too and frowned.

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

replied

are you people? Do you know where you

bald 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 make it worth your while.”

laughed despite herself, turning to glance at Frank for a moment and then at the trio. “Wait, is this everyone you brought? You

of Barney’s thugs snorted. “Hey, the chick’s mocking

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

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

asked quietly, “Who sent you? Tell me right

Barney barked, perfectly

tactfully took a step back

had charged forward at the speed of light!

Thud!

Thud!

thuds, both lackeys were

“What the—”

himself had barely walked two steps forward with his baseball

the hell

suddenly turned into a blur, and Barney’s lackeys were