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.

was that man? Could he

her just then, putting a palm on her shoulder

"Argh!" Frida screamed.

arm is broken," Frank explained quietly. "You need to get out of

Turnbull. I can't leave even before we find her," Frida growled, grasping her arm

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

her

dead, and she was almost killed

Robert, and Bron were just three men, but they killed

went without saying how much she dulled in

least let me come with you and see that Ms. Turnbull is

said coolly. "But don't run off—I don't

upstairs when the

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

not much space in the elevator, and they would not be able to move if

he entered the elevator, and

Robert

from the top floor office and laughing when he saw Frank's confidence. "Hahaha! I like people

was sitting on the couch nearby, a coffee placed on the table in front of her. She did not appear to be in any discomfort either, aside from the two burly men