The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

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Frank aligned and looked at the thugs around him.

They had him encircled, but they were also too scared to advance the carnage he left yesterday was still fresh in their memory.

Even Phineas felt a chill running down his spine when he saw Frank’s murderous glare.

“Where is Helen?” Frank demanded angril

“Right here!” Rolf shouted from the second floor, grabbing Helen by the neck with his good

arm.

Frank looked up and was actually surprised to see Rolf just then.

“Run, Frank!” Helen shouted at the top of her lungs. “This is a trap!” NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

She knew that Frank was strong and mere thugs would never beat him, but there was a legion. of them here and they were all armed to the teeth.

And Frank was alone she was convinced he was going to die.

In reality, Frank did not even care about the thugs, as his sharp glare was fixed on Rolf. “She has nothing to do with this. Let her go, and we can talk.”

“Haha!” Rolf laughed. “What am I, stupid?

Turning toward Helen just then, he sneered, “So, you two still care about each other. She came immediately when we told her we had you, and you’re no different. Don’t bother lying to me.” Frank was

actually puzzled how they had managed to get Helen to Delightpub–it turned out that she had just been tricked,

Still, he did not blame her and was actually happy to hear that she came immediately.

Nevertheless, he had to think of something and try to save Helen.

“I was going to spare you,” he told Rolf. “I didn’t think you were so bent on going down.”

our arm,

Rolf snorted in disdain. “Stop trying to scare me. You’re here because of her–break your and we can talk.”

With that, he handed Helen to the two bouncers behind him.

“Break my arm?” Frank frowned, “Who do you think you are?”

“Fuck you!” Rolf was incensed by Frank’s haughtiness and punched Helen in the stomach right then.

She collapsed to her knees in agony, her stomach churning!

Frank’s eyes widened in shock. “You little-”

“Shut up!” Rolf bellowed as he pointed at Frank’s face. “Break your arm, or I’ll break hers!” He beckoned, and one of the bouncers pulled out Helen’s right arm and held it in front of Rolf.

At the same time, Rolf pulled out a shiny baseball bat and aimed it at Helen’s arm.

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She trembled in fear even as she stared at its metallic glint…

“Wait!” Frank bellowed..

Rolf

grinned he knew Frank would not just watch as Helen got hurt.

“So? Made up your mind? Then stop wasting my time.”

Frank gripped his right shoulder just then and pried it away.

His bones were dislocated instantly, and his right arm dangled limply at his side.

“No!!!” Helen screamed, her tears falling in heartache as she watched.

Frank somehow did not make a sound despite the agony, and he was gritting his teeth as he glared at Rolf.

“I did what you said. Now let her go.”

Rolf, however, lit himself a cigarette and slowly pulled out the vial from yesterday. “Give me your blood, and I’ll let both of you go.”

Phineas took the bottle and hurried downstairs to pass it to Frank. “Do it, Mr. Lawrence- you’re free once you do what Mr. Sparks has asked you to.”

He then held out a knife to Frank with a gleeful smile. “Oh, wait–your arm’s broken. Are you having trouble? Need my help?”