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.

even striding forward to meet Titus' glare. "Why should I be

seconds before Titus chuckled. "Heh... I expected nothing less of

calmly and did not seem to have the haughty temper of rich

caught off guard like

live in Morhen, but you had to poke your nose all the way into Riverton, taking in a bunch of despicable mooks under your wing. But I guess you're no

"What." Chaz was dumbstruck.

could well be a god to him, with boundless

yet, Frank remained so impudent, even insulting Titus

shocked for a moment by such bravado,

conceit suits him just fine—a man like Titus would

the fighting started, Frank would be resting