The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

After some thought, Frank said "In that case, I have an offer if you'd like to hear me out."

"An offer?" Ted did a double take, but his eyes showed hope as he looked at Frank.

They certainly would not leave Zamri if they did not have to!

Frank nodded. "I'll help you bring down the other two gangs so that you can return to Zamri. The condition for that is that you serve Lanecorp. In other words..."

Then, pointing at Helen with a smile, he finished, "You answer to her, Lanecorp's board chairwoman."

"What?!" Helen was left gaping.

On the other hand, Frank deliberately scowled when he saw Ted and his thugs gaping at him too. "What, are you saying no?"

"Of course not!" Ted exclaimed. "We'd never leave Zamri unless we really have to, since our friends and family are there. But..."

As Ted trailed off awkwardly, Frank pressed, "But what?"

"But..."

Ted was left staring at Frank, unable to say it.

After all, Frank was just one man. Could he really defeat the ten martial artists among the ranks of the Bleeders and the Wolvens? Those men used to be the Blood Wolves enforcers, and they were nothing to be scoffed at!

Still, Frank could see that Ted was doubting him, and for some reason, he remembered the two Hansen brothers.

What was it that Larry said? Those two were the strongest martial artists of Zamri!

Chuckling, he shook his head and asked Ted, "In that case, have you heard of the Hansen brothers?"

"The Hansen brothers?"

Ted was taken aback-he certainly had, as those two were famous!

Pausing for a beat, he flashed a pained smile. "Actually, they are the Bleeders boss and underboss respectively! The average martial artist can't even hope to match them!"

"Oh, then that's such a lucky coincidence!"

Frank rubbed his chin and laughed. "They're dead. I killed them."

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Ted flinched but quickly looked around before whispering to Frank under his breath, "M-Mr. Lawrence you can't say something like that! They're really elite and wouldn'tdie easily. We should have heard about it right away if they are..."

"Uh, Ted...?"

The thug they called Blackie earlier strode up to Ted just then, casting a fearful glance at Frank before bowing at Ted. "I-I was just going to tell you... The Wolvens took down the Bleeders just this noon.

"What?!" Ted gaped. "The Wolvens actually beat the Bleeders?!"

Frank chuckled in turn. "Hehe. Do you believe me now?"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Ted then sighed heavily as he kneeled before Frank. "I, Terry Cotton, will hence step down as leader of the Blue Fangs, while Mr. Lawrence takes my place!" Then, turning toward his boys, he barked, "Pay your respects to Mr. Lawrence!"

"Y-Yes, boss..."

Some of the thugs were reluctant, but they had no choice but to salute Frank since Ted demanded it.

"Wait, don't pay your respects." Frank waved them off. "I'm not interested in becoming a gang leader. Just watch yourselves and stay out of trouble."