The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

The old man then held out a vase covered in oil paper. "If you're interested, I have a jade vase here for just 500 grand-how about it?" "A jade vase?"

Frank took the jade vase and shook his head after a brief glance, returning it.

"It's clearly a modern object. 500 grand? I'd refuse even if it's just five bucks." He snorted and turned to leave.

Two porty goons suddenly showed up, cutting off his path.

"Heh, kid. But you touched the vase, so you have to buy it now. If you don't..." The old man laughed coolly behind Frank, clearly threatening him.

It was clearly a con, and Frank knew that they thought he would be an easy mark since he was alone and new to this place.

"Do I look like I'd be easily bullied?" Frank remained calm, even sneering at the old man. "Get your boys out of my face if you're smart, or I won't play nice anymore." "Oh, feisty!"

The old man showed no intention of backing down, however. "But I've seen many kids who talk tough. The question is, are your bones just as tough?"

goons strode up, even putting a hand on Frank's

"Stop!"

just then, bellowing at the

the youth, and promptly bowed his

Turnbull glanced

will marry into our family. And what's with that terrible acting

"What?!"

on the street turned out to be the son-in-law Glen Turnbull

right then,

never dare do somethingdike that! As just thought it's a rare chance to encounter someone

vase into Frank's hands before hurrying off

"Heh..."

vase in his hands

"Hey, kid."