The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

"It's alright," Jade reasoned. "Luna has cause to say it-Jaden is the second best martial artist across the east coast. Frank might not stand a chance no matter how good he is."

"We'll never know," Gavin countered, rearing his chin proudly. "Helen's husband has always performed miracles, and we should back him up as family. Even if he loses, we should do our best to protect him too."

"Indeed..."

Mark nodded and smiled, stroking his beard. "He already honors our family by stepping into that ring.

Aside from the Southstream Lanes, Walter Turnbull and his wife had arrived too.

Susan Redford looked around for her daughter but could not see any sign of her. "Walter, why isn't Vicky here yet?"

"What are you getting excited about? Even Frank isn't here."

Walter was calm, but there was a flicker of anxiety in his eyes.

Despite his unease, he assured his wife nonetheless, "Don't worry-I have orders from Glen. We don't have to do a thing if the duel goes fairly, but we will step up if Jaden Fairfax insists on killing Frank. He'd never dare challenge us Turnbulls."

Susan snorted. "I just don't want my daughter's fiance to die before she gets married."

The worry in her eyes showed despite her sarcasm, and she was even more upset as she watched the crowd below jostling around to make bets.

"It's the fight of the century!" a bookie was shouting. "Taking odds right now, for Jaden Favoni to slay the mysterious martial elite who took down thirty Favoni martial artists in an instant!"

"What the hell?" Susan grumbled. "Forget selling tickets for seats in a public space-they're now taking bets?"

Walter sighed "The Favonis aren't

about to let stip a chance to hype up the fight. If I'm not mistaken, if they

would

this duel, their reputation

the next level, and they might

You certainly have great

just happened to overhear Walter and could tell right away from his and Susan's tailored clothes that they would not miss the

too? You'd make a fortune betting on the mysterious martial

hand, Walter thought about it and whipped out a check book from his chest pocket. Writing down two million dollars on it nonchalantly, he passed it to the bookie and said, "I'm bettingon the mysterious martial

"What?"

the spectators sitting around them

"Pfft.."

a rather long period of stunned silence, someone snickered before bursting into laughter, with others quickly doing

winning in ten strikes, fifty strikes, or a hundred strikes... No

UMS

Frank at all, they were betting on how quick he

the bets were such a

martial artist across the east coast. Frank might not stand a chance no matter how good he

always performed miracles, and we should back him up as family. Even if he loses, we should do

"Indeed..."

smiled, stroking his beard. "He already honors our family

Walter Turnbull and his wife

not see any sign of her.

are you getting excited about? Even

calm, but there was a flicker of anxiety in

wife nonetheless, "Don't worry-I have orders from Glen. We don't have to do a thing if the duel goes fairly,

my daughter's fiance to die before

was even more upset as she watched the crowd below jostling around to

the fight of the century!" a bookie was shouting. "Taking odds right now, for Jaden Favoni to slay the mysterious martial elite who took down thirty Favoni martial artists in

Susan grumbled. "Forget selling tickets for seats in