The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Frank shook his head in disdain. “Instead of batting your eyelashes at me, you really should be thinking about how you’d apologize to Helen, and how to get her to forgive you.”

And with a look of contempt, he left.

“You… bastard… Argh!”

The agony on Viola’s chest grew as soon as Frank left..

It hurt so much she was sweating buckets, but she could not even muster her strength to

stand!

Gritting her teeth, she pushed herself as much as possible to reach on top of the tea table for her phone and called her father right away.

It still took a while for Donald to rush to Twilight Keg with Jaud in tow.

Naturally, Donald paled as he strode in the room to find his daughter lying naked on the floor, and two members of South Alp Sect whose conditions were unknown.

What the hell happened here?! How did Viola’s birthday party end up like this?!

He hurried to Viola’s side, draping his coat over her. “What happened? Who did this to you?”

“F–Frank Lawrence…” Viola replied, her voice shuddering.

“What?! Him again?!” Donald was incensed when he heard Frank’s name.

Frank had already taken one of Jaud’s arms and provided the Turnbulls with the recipe of the Rejuvenation Pill. And now, Frank had started another fight at his daughter’s birthday party, and also….

He quickly turned to Viola. “A–Are you alright?”

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Viola threw herself into his arms, sobbing miserably. “He’s a monster! He struck my acupoints … a–and defiled me!”

She already hated Frank to the bone as well and was begging for her father to avenge her.

Her virginity was long since lost anyway, and fortunately, she could pin yet another blame on

Frank!

“I’ll kill you, Frank Lawrence!” Donald’s eyes went red, while the veins on his temples bulged. He had sons, but only one daughter! He would never live it down if anyone found out that his daughter had been defiled by his mortal foe!

Donald promptly charged toward the door, but the calmer Jaud intercepted him.

If he was no match for Frank, his boss was certainly not!” Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“What are you doing, Mr. Salazar?”

“What else?! I’ll kill Frank!

“That’s too rash a decision,” Jaud quickly reasoned. “He’s too powerful–even for the both of

LIS.”

”

“So I’m supposed to let my daughter’s defiler roam free?!” Donald demanded.

“You forget, sir–there are two other victims.” Jaud quickly pointed at Aiden and Troy. “Do you really think the chief of South Alp Sect would hold back when his own son was slain?”

They just had to point South Alp Sect toward Frank and collect the spoils once the carnage ended.

“H–Help me…” Troy suddenly gasped as hard as he could, begging Donald for help.

He was barely alive and was certainly glad as he could vaguely see an ally…

Donald was taken aback. “Troy is alive!”

Jaud simply strode up and stomped his foot on Troy’s throat.

The man died with his eyes wide open–it had never crossed his mind that Donald’s lackey would kill him!

“Well, he’s dead now,” Jaud said calmly.

Donald’s eyes narrowed in silent approval. “Let’s call the chief of South Alp Sect!”