The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Frida froze.

She was already moving as quietly as possible, but they noticed anyway?!

Still, she simply gave up on stealth as she shouted back, "You're the ones who kidnapped Ms. Turnbull first. Let her go, and we might let you leave."

Her response only prompted a mocking laughter. "Oh, what do we have here? An actual woman?! So Frank Lawrence couldn't make it?"

"Why bother bringing him? I'm plenty enough for the likes of you." Frida snorted in disdain.

"Haha! I guess Mr. Salazar's words fell on deaf ears... Now, die."

Frida frowned—it was not Drakon Salazar?!

However, she felt a burst of air shooting towards her even as the thought crossed her mind, and she leapt away.

She could feel the blade slicing a lock of her hair, even as she paled in shock—that was too fast!

dodge out of harm's way by instinct, her men were

strong as her, and they were blind after the parking lot lights were turned off... and

"Argh!"

"Gurk—"

whipped out her

screams soon faded entirely, leaving the parking lot eerily

out her men's names, but there was no

Click.

threw up her hand as she adjusted her eyes and

stood nearby, smiling darkly as

to find all her men dead, lying in pools of their

have such pretty face work as a bodyguard," the scrawny man chuckled coolly.

her sword to bear and

sword swished deafeningly, tearing