The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Chapter 2117

Frank patted Sylvie on the head. "Don't worry. I won't."

Sylvie reluctantly pulled away from Frank, but just as she was about to give him her address, several vans came bounding down to the campsite.

They screeched to a halt nearby, and over a dozen thugs carrying metal bats alighted.

"How tactless!"

Sylvie leapt forward in rage, though most of her colleagues had expected that she was never great with goodbyes, and the man in question was too damned attractive. Still, they were left puzzled as Lara soon followed after her!

Somehow, the two women were not at a disadvantage despite facing off against over a dozen men and floored them in just twenty minutes.

Then, as if that was not enough for them, they dragged the fat man who instigated the villagers yesterday out of the van and clobbered him.

The fat man certainly felt exasperated. Forget a pretty boy like Frank being able to hold himself in a fight-the two women had to be such amazing fighters too?

He certainly had no comeback, not after being beaten up by the ladies while failing to get his revenge!

And following that little distraction, Frank and the others headed back in the same car as Tigris and Lara.

"What's wrong, Ms. Gold? Did you have to go that far with those thugs? Did they really upset you that badly?"

a time to be honest," Tigris said pointedly, "or you'll be watching as your beloved

they were soon back in town, where they headed straight

as butter, boss!" Tigris grinned. "What'd you know, Mr. Frankton even

himself and stopped, but

expression was dark as she tried to ignore

be

suffered from a weird condition that's quickly withering his organs. He definitely isn't high up on the recipient list since he's so old, not

"Where

next ward. Come on, I'll

up, but Frank held him down. "You're still hurt, but don't worry about it. I'll

Jason exclaimed. "Go, Tigris.

"Got it!'

Frank left, Lara stayed in Jason's

disappeared out of sight and asked Lara, "Likable

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an elderly man lay on the bed, looking like nothing more than a shriveled

crowd around his people, with the woman wailing and the