The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Frank nodded in silence, while the scrawny man snapped, "You really think you can kill me, geezer?!"

He leapt toward Bron, his footwork deft and immaculate.

Bron raised his blade in turn, and there was a cold flash as they clashed.

However, the scrawny man's face fell, his pupils dilating when he felt a coldness over his chest.

He looked down to find a deep gash over his pectorals, his heart cut in two beneath it!

"Im... possible..."

Splash!

Blood gushed audibly out of this chest, and he fell to the floor with a thud, disbelief still written all over his face.

He had fought martial elites countless times, only to fall to some middle-aged man?

On the other hand, Bron sheathed his blade with one smooth move, having dispatched the scrawny man with ease.

Frida, who was sitting limply on the floor, was astounded.

that man? Could he

to her just then, putting a

"Argh!" Frida screamed.

Frank explained quietly. "You

we find her," Frida growled, grasping her arm as she wobbled to

saving anyone," Frank said, frowning. "Not when you can't even

hung her head

dead, and

Frank, Robert, and Bron were just three men, but they killed the Salazars' martial elite without

saying how

she insisted, "At least let me come with you and see that Ms.

coolly. "But don't run off—I don't have the

when the

Robert stopped him. "Be careful, Mr. Lawrence. I think we

the elevator, and they would not be able to move if there was a trap. Frank simply glanced at the

the elevator, and

was that confident, Robert

laughing when he saw Frank's confidence. "Hahaha! I like people who think so highly of

on the couch nearby, a coffee placed on the table in front of her. She did not appear to be in any discomfort