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.

The time for Lane

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suite of Verdant Hotel, Frank had woken up

in a leather jacket and a pair

off her shades, she smiled. “You’re quite the early

say the same about

a tux—I

“I’ll pass.”

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

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

said, “In that case, let’s go.”

headed down to the parking lot, and Vicky

got in, however, he stopped as he noticed a trio

Vicky asked in curiosity, noticing

“Trouble.”

trio too and frowned.

a rival of her family, the burly bald man at the center strode up while glaring at Frank furiously. “Are you Frank Lawrence?”

Frank replied coolly.

Do you know

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

moment and then at the trio. “Wait, is this everyone

of Barney’s thugs snorted. “Hey,

turn. “Don’t hurt her now.

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

“Who sent you? Tell me

already, boys!” Barney barked, perfectly confident since it was three against one.

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

forward at the

Thud!

Thud!

dull thuds, both lackeys were sent

“What the—”

two steps forward with his baseball club and was

hell was

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