The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

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Pax exclaimed, "It seems like we've really met a real match this time! But that's fine-no matter how strong he is, he won't be defying science and logic and punching through that wall." Feeling triumphant, he beckoned for his goons to book a place for them to celebrate.

However, he seemed unaware that breaking open the champagne during half-time was a taboo in any sporting event.

In fact, Frank was meditating because he had found a way through.

As the enclosed space turned dead silent, Frank could hear sounds that should have been undetectable to a human's senses.

They were below ground, so even the alloyed wall would expand or contract due to the temperatures around it. It just did not groan audibly like rebars would, and an ordinary human would not hear it. And Frank was no ordinary human.

As he listened attentively to those sounds, he quickly realized this place was not impregnable.

Like a glass window, Frank just tried hard to find the weakest point, pour his energy into it, and send it crumbling.

mind, Frank moved to the

normal alloy plate that

he's better than the others! He's really no different, losing himself in meditation just like the others. See? He's already lost his mind!" On the other hand, Pax remained silent as

out of this-and the look on his face was especially confident! Nevertheless, Alda

groaned, "Don't push yourself, Mr. Frankton. It's really over for us now... And the way I see it, since there's no

room traded glances before

think that she was the usually high and mighty heiress of the Ingram family! Even if they could not have a taste, looking would still be highly satisfying. Some had even whipped out their phones, ready

were no better, as they could see that Frank's looks were above the rest. It was thrilling that they would get something

he turned toward Alda and pointed at her hairpin. "What is

replied as

you're not trying to poke a hole into the hall with this, are you? Pure gold is relatively soft compared to most metals, which is why people biteit-if they can leave bite marks, it would prove that

won't snap, but energy would just dissipate instead of

a hammer-forget a wall, it would not even break tempered glass. "You're right." Frank

and wrapped it around his knuckle, then launched a straight punch at