The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Frank stared at the two men and the woman before something clicked in his head.

That was the woman he saw at Skywater Bay the other day… and she was clearly close with Chris!

“So, it was you?” Frank leveled a sharp glare at her. “Go to Helen now and apologize on your knees, and I could consider sparing your life”

“Apologize? On my knees?” Viola snorted in disdain. “To Helen Lane? She deserved far worse!

“Where the fuck did this mongrel come from, barking around like that?” Troy was glaring at Frank in turn.

Viola glanced at Troy and Aiden right then. “Well, since you want revenge for Helen, I guess you just ended up playing yourself. He’s all yours, boys–think of it as doing me a favor.” “What are you saying, girl?” Troy laughed. “It’s your birthday, and we didn’t bring presents. You can keep the mongrel as a pet after we break his limbs, though!”

Viola giggled. “You boys are the best. Though I’d just dump him in the mirror–can’t stand the sight of him.”

As the trio began to discuss among themselves on how they should torment Frank, he could tell that Viola was completely unrepentant.

He directed his vigor and launched himself toward Troy like a missile!

Troy paled, caught off guard by Frank’s speed.

“Fuck!” Troy cursed–he had not even made a move yet, and the mongrel came to die?!

He launched his fist, meeting Frank’s punch in a split second.

Thud!

Crack!

The dull collision resounded across the room as a shockwave unfurled away from both men, followed by the sound of Troy’s forearm bones shattering!

The fragments were sent shooting upward into his arm while blood splashed away!

“Argh!!!” Troy screamed as he stumbled backward!

He did not think that he would fail to stop a single punch from Frank!

“Loser.” Frank glared at him in disdain.

He then kicked Troy in the chest, cracking his ribs loudly.

Even as Troy was sent flying, his chest appeared sunken as he puked blood!

“How dare you! We are from South Alp Sect!” Aiden bellowed, his eyes going red!

Troy was the chief’s son, and he ended up hurt in Aiden’s company.

What was that, if not proof of his failure to protect Troy?

He lunged toward Frank without hesitation, only for Frank to slap him. “Fuck off.”

The simple slap caused another shockwave, tearing Aiden’s clothes into pieces even before. Frank made contact. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Smack!

All Aiden felt was the world spinning as his left eye was instantly bloodshot, while his suddenly limp knuckles were caught firmly in Frank’s palm.

Even his speech was suddenly less than succinct, his eyes askew and his mouth lopsided as he bumbled, “Y–You beat me… We’re from South Alp Sect… You’re going to die…”

“Who do you think you are, telling me to die?” Frank snorted, still holding on to Aiden’s knuckle.

Nonetheless, Aiden kept bragging without realizing he was the one in danger. “Haven’t you heard of us? Our chief was a major warlord in an older dynasty… We still hold power even now! Anyone who messes with us will die, including you!”