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

–

at the penthouse suite of Verdant Hotel, Frank had woken up early to

was Vicky, dressed in a leather jacket and a pair of jeans, giving her a sharp

her shades, she smiled. “You’re

about you. What’s the matter?”

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

“I’ll pass.”

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

reluctant to attend a pointless social event, he could

that case, let’s go.”

and Vicky opened the car door

stopped as he noticed a trio of men

wrong?” Vicky asked in curiosity,

“Trouble.”

trio

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

replied coolly.

snapped, “Who are you people? Do you know where

Anyway, your boy’s going

and then at the trio. “Wait, is this

thugs snorted. “Hey, the chick’s mocking

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

certainly in luck! They would get a taste of the good stuff

quietly, “Who sent you? Tell me

already, boys!” Barney barked,

forward, Vicky tactfully took a step back and

had charged forward at

Thud!

Thud!

two dull thuds, both lackeys were sent flying.

“What the—”

barely walked two steps forward with his baseball club and

the hell was he?!

man just suddenly turned into a