The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Chapter 1781

One did not need imagination to understand that the elderly man was someone important, as his very presence stood out from the rest.

Huub's eyes lit up as soon as he saw him, and he dashed toward him without a care. He even grabbed the old man's thigh and started bawling, a far cry from the unbelievably smug heir of Droitner Inc. earlier. "Huey? What's going on here?!" the old man exclaimed in surprise.

He was using a pet form of Huub's name, and it was obvious from his question alone that the two were close.

"Godfather! He's trying to kill me!" Huub bawled at the top of his lungs and shot Frank a vicious smirk where the old man could not see.

Frank was a dead man now!

On the other hand, while Frank had no idea who the old man was or why Huub was so confident now, he refrained from killing Huub.

In fact, he only watched as Huub fled to the old man's side, since he had to admit that Huub was right about one thing.

Killing Huub on the spot would lead to a chain reaction-if Madfist could not save the hostages and Huub died, Winter and everyone else would die too.

Frank could not take that risk, though he was also keen to see who this old man, whom Huub saw as a savior, was. He more or less felt that Droitner Inc. had a powerful supporter despite its modest scale. "Insolence!" the old man suddenly barked, striding toward Frank. "You're the one who tried to kill me godson, brat?!"

jolted to his senses and found the old man glaring at himself with naked

nodded calmly.

isn't he the

himself in the flesh! This exhibition is really heating

the

quite surprised that he

Himmich?" Frank asked, showing

he appeared even

"This is none of your business. I'm here for Huub Droitner alone

ver

interfering."

"What?!"

jaws dropping

a tone against the police commissioner

threat, and against the commissioner at

being the commissioner here was no big deal, that still made him

the commissioner had command over every police

to Commissioner Himmich was nothing less