The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Frank strode forward, his eyes narrowing threateningly.

"N-No."

Jaud started sweating all over his brow, having long since given up on the idea of fighting Frank directly.

And now that he saw Frank, his first thought was to run—the further away, the better!

"Damn it! Didn't Chaz Graves promise to bring in the Lionhearts and kill that son of a bitch?! That's so long ago, but here he is, still alive and kicking!"

Even as Jaud cursed inwardly, he was flashing a smile that could well be a scowl. "Oh, hello, Mr. Lawrence! Long time no see..."

Frank continued forward, his dark aura bursting. "Long time no see, huh? I guess that's true, since I still haven't settled things with the Salazars."

"Oh, no, no, no." Jaud quickly threw up his hands, quickly hatching a plan. "Come on, Mr. Lawrence! Ever since his son's death, Donald Salazar has been repentant. He's even attending church and told me not to get you upset and all that."

"Really?"

chuckled coolly. "The last time I ran into him was at Henry Lane's funeral, but he was shooting me dirty looks and

have too much free time?

This isn't your fight anyway, right? We're just having an issue with Kurt Stinson's gang, and we could pay you twice more to look the other way. How about

Frank shook his head. "I'm not about to let you leave now that I've

"Don't push me, Frank Lawrence!

Then show me what you've

"Die!" Jaud suddenly yelled.

it his pleas or his outburst—it was

have been fine if Frank knew his place and left, but he kept

no choice but to use his trump card

with purple poison

snorted as he pivoted