The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Clang!

A black-clad man's machete struck Frank squarely in the neck, only to resound with a metallic clang.

"What?! Projecting your vigor... You're actually Birthright rank?!"

The old man's jaw could drop from shock as he looked on.

But it was not over yet—Frank seized the black-clad man's wrist and crushed it, while seizing his chipped machete and sending two other black-clad men's head flying before landing with their shocked faces intact.

"I'm here to help, Mr. Lawrence!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of wind as Burt Yorkman, wearing a ragged black suit, charged inside.

He vaulted like a crane before assuming a tiger's pose, quickly dispatching two black-clad men.

"Burt Yorkman! You traitor!" Quinn shrieked, shaking with rage when she saw Burt helping Frank.

Lake Sect's beck and call for years, but all of you kept me at arm's length as if I were a common thief! Frank Lawrence here has not only spared my

pointers from Frank a couple days ago, he immediately

market. And yet, Burt wielded it with the ferocity of a real tiger, unstoppable even as

when Frank suddenly felt an aching between his brow and a bizarre sensation welling up the pit of his stomach—his meridians felt

going on?" His heart

Had he been poisoned?!

consciousness stagnated even as the thought struck him. He could not move in time as

took Frank great effort to stabilize his breathing while Quinn looked in

telling the truth. He did manage to poison Frank Lawrence,

and beg already, Frank!" She laughed coldly. "It'd at

teeth, realizing what was wrong just then—in his meridian nexus, there was a turbidness that kept affecting the flow

our brothers and insulted Ms. Ocean! You'll be begging for

bellowed, his fingers hardening with vigor as he attacked Frank

"Fuck off!"