The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

A man in a long coat strode in, the sharpness in his eyes so piercing it could well be actual blades.

He had long black hair with a streak of white on his bangs that parted in the middle. Standing tall at 1.9 meters, he was burly and fleshed out where he should, making it obvious that he was a formidable martial artist.

"You have to help Mr. Graves! Frank Lawrence is going to kill him!" Wilbur was still crying out anxiously.

"Cam down." Titus shot Wilbur a look of assurance, while he strode pompously to stand just beneath the stage, smiling faintly at Frank on top. "So, you're Frank Lawrence? I've heard you saying outside that you don't fear me?"

His tone was calm, but the dark aura spilling out of his eyes struck Burt so hard he stumbled a few steps backward.

Burt paled in shock as he came to a realization. "He completed Birthright! S-So that's the might of Titus Lionheart?!"

Even Helen's fingers were clenching on Frank's clothes even as she cowered in his arms.

Frank was not backing down, even striding forward to meet Titus' glare. "Why should I

each other's glare for a full ten seconds before Titus chuckled. "Heh... I expected nothing less of you, Mr. Lawrence. Your strength certainly commands

did not seem to

off guard like Burt, he would knock one off

live in Morhen, but you had to poke your nose all the way into Riverton, taking in

"What." Chaz was dumbstruck.

him, with

impudent, even insulting Titus

shocked for a moment by such bravado, he was

conceit suits him just fine—a man like Titus would not leave

once the fighting started, Frank would be resting in