The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

"No, w―"

Even as the Favoni martial artist's eyes widened, Frank exploded his head with a punch before he could finish.

A gruesome grail of blood and pure vigor continued past his body, shattering the curtain wall and killing six other Favoni martial artists.

And before the other Favoni martial artists had time to react, Frank was already onto them. Though he only used conventional moves with his kicks and punches this time, the Favoni martial artists could not withstand the pure vigor he unleashed.

Thud.

Soon after the first body dropped, the rest of the thirtyish Favoni martial artists were dead, as if frozen in the moment Frank sent them flying.

It did not even take a single second.

"What..."

Stella was left dumbstruck, standing and frozen in place.

She was staring at the mangled bodies of her family's martial artists, alive and kicking just a moment ago and ready to take down Frank.

Who on earth was Frank?! They could not even last one blow!

As she stared blankly at Frank, he started toward her.

She flinched two steps backward but gritted her teeth for the sake of her boyfriend and assumed a fighting stance.

Her lips were trembling-her brother and father would avenge her even if she died here!

But that was when doubt gnawed at her.

Would they really win against the man before her?

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Stella found the answer soon enough-no one in the Favoni family would win against Frank.

Even Stella's own father needed over

dozens of blows to subdue their

martial a

artists, while Frank

destroyed them with a single strike!

"S-Stay away!" Stella cried, saying words

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herself-words that were the furthest from her mind!

After all, she was shaking in sheer terror as a predator who ran into a much more fearsome predator than herself. Thud, thud, thud...

Frank's footsteps never stopped despite Stella's cries.

Even as he reached her and looked her in the eye, she collapsed on the floor with a thud, actually unable to look up.

At that very moment, she realized

why certain prey completely

when a large predator seize 20%!

its talons.

Like those poor prey, she felt despair and only acceptance for her fate even as she cringed on the floor, trembling. But the footsteps never stopped.

Stella looked up right then and saw that Frank had strode past her-his target was always Gerry, who was behind her.

Even as she rejoiced in her good fortune, she was soon caught in thorough humiliation.

"Stella! Help! Help me!" Gerry kept begging even as he stumbled backward. "P-Please don't kill me!"

However, Stella's legs could well be jelly just then.

Help? She could not even stand!