The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

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Even as savagery filled the Birthright rank security guard's thoughts, Frank stayed where he was, remaining impressive as he stood, watching as the man's fist landed squarely on his face. He did not even bother to use pure vigor to shield himself.

Crunch!

Even as the security guard grinned gleefully as he heard bones break audibly, thinking that he had broken Frank's nose, his face soon fell.

He could feel the heartrending pain from his knuckles and looked down to see that it was his fingers that had broken, not Frank's nose!

"Argh!" A blood-curdling scream resounded in the men's room, and the security guard dropped on his rear, clutching his arm while sweating all over his brow.

Since he had put all his strength into his punch, the recoil shattered every bone from his fingers up to his arm, and it was left dangling limply like mush.

Naturally, not everyone could withstand the agony of an entire broken arm.

"W-What's going on here?"

The two other security guards were left trading glances.

They presumed that their leader would assert himself with that punch and even had a script ready to flatter him, only to watch as he fell to the floor, clutching his arm and screaming.

The security guard leader was at once frustrated seeing his men standing there stupidly and bellowed, "What are you waiting for?! Fuck him up!"

"Oh? Okay!"

The two security guards were taken aback but quickly charged at Frank.

Bang!

Crash!

It took two seconds, and there was a loud noise as water gushed from somewhere.

The security guard leader was left stunned for a moment. He turned to find that one of his men was on his knees, his head shoved into the toilet bowl.

The other had his head smashed into a urinal. He lay limply on the floor, twitching, and his fate unknown. Frank remained where he was as if he never moved, and there was not even a drop of water on his clothes. "Shit!"

The security guard leader was petrified right then-those two men were vigorous wielders, and they should not have problems dealing with some average Joe!

And yet, they were dealt with in under two seconds, and so crisply!

It was simply unbelievable!

There was only one reason that could have happened this man was much stronger than they thought!

"Ascendant rank?!"

The security guard leader paled even as he clutched his limp arm, still on his knees.

It was no surprise why Frank did not bother to defend himself—it was not as if he was too slow.

It was simply unnecessary, as the security guard leader would not even break his skin!

Naturally, the security guard leader was petrified as he realized that Frank could kill him with just a punch if he wanted to!

Just then, Frank dropped to a crouch beside him and asked quietly, "So, who sent you? If it wasn't Hugh, it still had to be someone, right?"

"Yes... Yes..."

The security guard almost wet himself when he felt Frank's aura but he braced against it for the sake of survival. "I-It was Dennis Jackson. He paid us each five million to castrate you..."

"Dennis Jackson?"

Frank frowned and rubbed his chin as he recalled. "As in that middle-aged doctor chatting with Hugh Turnbull earlier?"