The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

"The Salazars have set a trap!" Bravo bellowed furiously. "We would've fallen for it if we didn't have Mr. Lawrence with us!"

Then, turning toward Frank, he asked, "Are those threads...?"

Frank was chuckling coolly upon a closer look. "They make up the outermost layer, and it's been laced with the sap of the Araneus Floret. Once you touch it, you'll lose consciousness before you know it, but it won't kill you."

"It's child's play," he added. "Just keep your blades in front of you and flail around. Make sure not to get the sap on your skin. You'll be safe that way."

"You heard him, boys!" Bravo turned toward his men and barked, "Don't let the threads reach your skin!"

With that, he led the way, swinging his machete endlessly before him to cut off the threads.

"Hmmm...?"

In the factory, Jaud White had just gotten off the phone with Donald Salazar, and he frowned.

He could sense the perimeter threads being touched and sneered—Kurt Stinson's men had really come to reclaim this patch of land.

and he would not allow them

pill the size of a fingernail and ignited an eerie

watched as the candle's smoke wafted away from the factory, chuckling. "This candle is made from the poison dart toad's mucus. Matched with the Araneus Floret, none of you are making it

lounge chair, looking like he

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blue candle's smoke soon wafted beyond the factory, and it was Bravo who got struck

moment, his

his machete and turned toward Frank, lunging at

stunned when they saw him behaving weirdly. "What's wrong,

the other hand, Frank could tell immediately from Bravo's unfocused gaze and

at breakneck speed while tapping the acupoints on his temples and his

was panting as if he was almost killed. "What the fuck... Who

asked, "A bear? What are you

factory