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 Holdings

–

Verdant Hotel, Frank had woken up early to meditate when someone

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

she smiled. “You’re quite the early

about you. What’s

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

“I’ll pass.”

Lawrence. It’s my father’s

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

said, “In that case,

parking lot, and Vicky opened the car door

however, he stopped as he noticed a trio of men hurrying toward him.

Vicky asked in curiosity, noticing his

“Trouble.”

noticed the trio too and frowned.

bald man at

Frank replied

are you people? Do

lecherously. “Huh. I’m surprised you’re that lucky with women! Anyway, your

turning to glance at Frank for a moment and then at the trio. “Wait,

Barney’s thugs snorted. “Hey,

now.

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

asked quietly, “Who sent you? Tell me right now and I’ll hold

Keep talking—beat him up already, boys!” Barney barked, perfectly confident since it

a step back and felt a sudden

forward at the

Thud!

Thud!

both lackeys were

“What the—”

walked two steps forward with his baseball club and was already left

the hell was he?!

even see Frank move—the man just suddenly turned into a