The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

"Yes, I'm Hughie. Mr. Lawrence, I—"

Frank punched him before he could finish, though his knuckle never made contact.

It was the pure vigor swirling around his fist, tearing through the air like a lightning bolt that sent Hughie flying.

His huge frame slammed viciously against the floor, his meridians severed as he was left with a hole in his chest.

His eyes rolled into their sockets, and he was clearly not breathing much.

"Argh!!!" Cindy screamed right then and dropped to a crouch, clutching her head with both arms.

She would not dare to snap at Frank—unlike her aunt, she had seen Frank's true nature.

With the way he would kill without flinching, she would be next if he said another word.

"Frank Lawrence!"

in both rage and terror, pointing a trembling finger at Frank, "You ingrate! You refused to treat Luna, and you're attacking us in our own house now, even murdering right before our eyes?! The Southstream

at this point, Frank

to pick up a vase, holding it in front of herself as she cried, "S-Stop! Are you crazy?! If you lay

the mention of

"Frank!"

himself called out to him from upstairs just then. "Is that you,

was silent for a moment before he looked up and answered, "Yes,

Henry's voice was choking with tears. "I'm too old, and Helen is too kind and

stop." Frank's eyes went red too. "It's all my

went red—he owed Henry his life, and he would never forget

Please

to go that far, Gramps," Frank replied. "Just say the word, and I'll consider it

to hear Henry breathing a

know you're in a dilemma, Frank. But know this—you owe my family nothing anymore, and I'll no longer be a