The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Seeing that Frank was silent, the youth was convinced he was scared. "Go on, kowtow to me, or I'll stab you to death!"

Frank smirked. "All you can do is those dumb tricks. Don't you get it? The flashier the weapon, the lower the stats."

He snatched the butterfly knife out of the youth's hands and snapped it in two as he watched, leaving his jaw dropping as he flung the pieces on the floor.

Frank did not even look that strong... but he was strong!

"Fine, you're good!" The youth snorted. "But just you wait! In just thirty minutes, you'll understand why shouldn't have fucked with me!"

Frank smiled and nodded. "If I don't, then you're just a bitch!"

"We'll see!" the youth snapped but quickly ran.

Charmaine hurried to them right then. "Please, boy! Don't stoop to his level. You have to run!"

Jada smiled in wry amusement. "You have to understand, ma'am. If we don't help you, he'll just be back and hurt you even more. Instead, we'll just make him pay and understand that there's always someone better. He wouldn't dare to hurt you after that."

Still, Charmaine sighed. "I get what you're saying, girl, but that brat has plenty of thug friends! Y-You'll lose!"

On the other hand, Laura knew Frank's strength and quickly assured her, "Don't worry, ma'am. He may be scrawny, but he can really put up a fight-those thugs don't stand a chance against him."

Charmaine remained skeptical, and in thirty minutes, several scooters came blaring down the street.

Though their engines roared so loudly that they were triggering the alarms of nearby cars, the thugs kept their scooters to such a slow crawl that a person could outrun them!

Eventually, they stopped, and over a dozen thugs dressed like the youth got off.

"Oh, my. I'm surprised there's such beauty here!"

Their leader, a man with a crew-cut and giant gold chains around hisne immediately interested in

à and Jada.

One was tall and slender, the picture of a modern girlboss, while the other was mild-mannered like a housewife.

What were they if not the picture of every man's fantasy?

Still, Jada snapped, "What, do you want a piece of this? Sorry, but ne strength, so there's no hope

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As he finished, he strode toward Frank. "I won't bully you. Why don't we do this one on one like men?"

"Men your ass!"

Frank was really not in the mood for this and kicked Crewcut to the floor. The kid was strong!

Everyone was left trading glances.

"What are you spacing out for?! Kill him! Whoever fights well gets those two bitches!"

The thugs were at once interested and leapt forward, though they were also ignorant.