The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



Frank did not expect Whitney to give him the go-ahead, instead of trying to dissuade him.

That was precisely why Frank was now hesitant.

Naturally, Whitney was too much of a farmgirl to bear ill will. She was even conscientious enough to want no harm to come to Frank or to allow her daughter to continue doing the heinous thighs was doing.

But even if she did not ask why, she had every reason to protect her daughter however she could.

Sally York was a part of her flesh, and detachment did not come easy.

Even so, Whitney decided to take the path of justice, making it awkward that Frank could not go through with it despite Whitney's vow.

Fortunately, he had a trump card in the spiritron vein-if anything, Frank was sure he could find a middle ground that kept himself safe without hurting Sally.

Half an hour later, Frank, Jada, and the nuns arrived at the hilltop villa where he used to stay, already sensing a familiar presence within. Amusingly, his already sharp senses were further enhanced after gaining the full power of the Shagan spiritron vein.

Even as they walked, he sensed the strangeness of the earth beneath his foot, and he smirked.

"Impressive. You knew this was a trap, but you came anyway. Now let's see if you're as scary as before."

The two fearsome men who were speaking with Sally earlier stepped out, and with a wave, summoned over a thousand men who surrounded Frank's group.

However, Frank simply laughed. "I'd like to test myself against you or just take you down or at once, but this is a rare opportunity for the ladies to show their chops."

Jada nodded, catching her cue and assuming a stance. "Come at us!"

The two men and their lackeys were left smiling in wry amusement.

"Lugh Frankton, did you really think that those bitches can win against us?!"

"Exactly! Fight yourself if you want! What a coward, hiding beneath a lady's skirt!"

"Know your place, and get down on your knees! We just might let you live!"

Jada was certainly seething at their cocksure attitude. "Mocking my master, huh? Die!"

She leapt toward the men as she finished, while the nuns quickly followed.

None of them feared death in the first place, and being bolstered by Frank's power only encouraged them.

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themselves and never stood a chance. Hence, the seemingly delicate maidens were taking them

down by the dozens!

The two fearsome men leading them were left trading glances before this, they had thoroughly come to learn the extent of these women's abilities. So how did they suddenly become so strong?

However, the two fearsome men reached Frank before the women could take down all their lackeys. "Did you think that's all we had in store for you, brat?"noveldrama

"I know you have more tricks under your sleeve," Frank said with a shrug, "or I wouldn't have come!"

Both men were certainly amused. "So you're saying that you're confident you can handle us?" "Dunno. But we'll see."

Neither man said anything at that, and in another five minutes, silence ensued as Jada and the nuns took down all the goons around them without breaking a sweat.

"So, are you going to do it, or shall we?"

Jada had never felt this good before-the Cerulean Summit Legion had constantly been on the backfoot ever since the energy of the spiritron vein was plundered.

They had certainly turned things around now, and a bright future awaited them!

One of the two men snorted. "We didn't think that you would become so much stronger... but that's fine, because we're ready to go down swinging!"