The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

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Helen hid behind Frank, feeling safe like never before at that moment.

Not even her mother or Sean could make her feel this way!

“At the same time, Rolf pointed at Frank and cried frantically, “Kill him! He only has one hand now use your numbers against him! I’ll pay the person who kills him five million dollars!”

Frank laughed icily. “Am I that cheap in your eyes?” NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

In reality, the bounty on Frank’s head abroad was over two billion.

Still, where there was money, there was a way.

While Phineas‘ thugs knew they could not handle Frank when he had both hands, they were convinced there was a chance now that he only had one working hand.

“Rawgh!!!”

Someone suddenly yelled, and spurred by that battlecry, the thugs all charged.

Frank merely flicked his shoulder, and his broken arm was visibly fixed!

His combat ability restored, he leapt forward like an unstoppable locomotive, and so fast that average Joes like them could hardly keep up.

With single punches, he floored all the thugs standing in his way as he tore his way toward

Rolf.

Then, as the last thug between him and Frank dropped to the floor, Rolf did not hesitate to turn and run.

Having fought Frank before, he knew all too well that he was no match for the man!

Still, he

to make it out of Delightpub and started to scream hysterically for help, but there was no one around at that hour.

As such, he kept running without knowing where he was going and ended up stuck in a dead end.

Frank soon appeared, leaping up and kicking him on the back.

Rolf was left coughing blood.

He had yet to recover from his broken arm yesterday, and the kick only piled injury on top of aggravation.

As Frank stamped him under his feet, he had his fingers crossed, finally witnessing how horrific the man could be.

The Ichor Pill was certainly the last thing on his mind!

“Please, Frank, show mercy! Just spare me this one time, and I’ll serve you… I’m sorry I didn’t appreciate the chance you gave me!”

“I’ll let you leave a pretty corpse for Kenny’s sake,” Frank said flatly. “Kill yourself.”

“Y–You’re going to kill me?! Kenny is the master of Skyblade Dojo!” Rolf stammered.

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Kenny himself arrived just then, and Rolf was immediately delighted to see him. “Kenny! I’m right here! Help me!”

Kenny shot him a glare of disappointment before punching him right in the face!

“You bastard!” he cried. “You’ve really lost your mind by kidnapping Ms. Lane!”

Kenny and Dan had just arrived at Delightpub, and Helen told them what happened.

He immediately knew it was the end for Rolf–no person who laid a finger on Helen ever survived.

She was Frank’s trigger.

One could insult Frank however they wanted and stand a chance of being forgiven if they knelt down and apologized, as long as they never laid a finger on Helen!

“Please, Kenny–I know I made a mistake! Talk to him, or he’s going to kill me!” Rolf begged, clutching Kenny’s foot.

Kenny inhaled deeply and sighed. “I already did. Mr. Lawrence gave you an Ichor Pill and it’d heal your arm. I just didn’t think you were that stupid.”

“What?!” Rolf paled, and turned in regret toward Frank. “Frank Lawrence… Mr. Lawrence…. Boss…”

Frank, however, leveled a cool look at Kenny. “Is he going to do it, or are you?”