Ch. 1301..1310

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1301-Getting the idea just then, Troy asked tentatively, "Then, if my men die because of Frank…" "I will get involved."

Kilian seemed to see through Troy, but he did not care and stared at Troy as he continued quietly, "A full-fledged Birthright rank may be able to strut across the east coast, but they would be insignificant in the South Sea."

"Great!" Troy was delighted with an elder of Volsung Sect like Kilian, even all of Zamri did not stand a chance against them.

Seeing Troy's delight, Kilian snorted and remained impassive. "I've come under orders to supervise the excavation of the spiritron vein. For that, I will eliminate those in your way, but don't think I'm taking orders from you."

Troy was cursing in his head, but he kept smiling and nodded repeatedly.

After Frank returned to Zamri, he called Gene, who laughed heartily when Frank told him he wanted a mansion near the city.

"I've just noticed one in South Zamri," he said. "I heard it belonged to the Bearsons, and I think it suits your needs. It just happens that the owner is selling it tomorrow-just head over there with my gold card. You have a blank check for your purchase."

Frank felt a little conscientious despite Gene's generosity but nodded. "In that case, I'll take you up on your offer. Also, I've made arrangements for the farm resort-you can enjoy our premium service as soon as you arrive."

Gene was delighted, since Frank had promised him a Jade Marrow Pill and quickly made the arrangements. "Let's not get so formal, and it's just a mansion… Haha!" They hung up after a little small talk after that.

Early the next day, Frank woke up when he noticed a sneaky presence and smiled after he extended his senses.

Creak…

The door opened as a figure tiptoed inside, quietly getting on the bed and straddling the bulge under the blanket.

"Darling!" Vicky Turnbull exclaimed as she expreted the blanket, but her expression soon stiffened as she found herself staring at a couple of pillows instead of her 'darling'. en.swhovels.net "Heh. So you're feeling better now?" Frank chuckled behind Vicky, causing her to flinch and fall on the at her bed, and he laughed out lothe reaction.

"Hey! You scared me!" She patted her chest to calm down with an aocusing glare, but she was clearly pleased to see him.

Come on. That's your fault for trying to scare me in the first place. Frank smiled, folding his arms before his chest.

"I just wanted to surprise you!" Vicky pouted, sitting on the bed and pretending to look angry.

They said nothing as they stood off against each other, though Vicky was soon laughing and least off the bed and into Frank's arms. Her long white legs wrapped around his waist, clinging firmly to him like gum.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1302-"It's been so long, darling!" Vicky exclaimed. "I missed you!"

"It's just been a week." Frank sighed exasperatedly and tucked her hair behind her ear, studying her cheek. Vicky's gruesome red scars were already gone from her face his ointment worked so well that no trace was left. In fact, Vicky's skin was fair, even bright and flushed like a baby's, her lips red without needing lipstick.

Even barefaced, she would beat ninety percent of the rest of Draconia's beauties.

In fact, Vicky had a slight advantage over Helen now.

"Heh. You're even more beautiful now, Ms. Turnbull," Frank praised after studying her face.

Vicky was naturally unable to contain her delight. "Is that because I have a wonderful husband? So, shall we…?"

She glanced pointedly at the bed, her gaze bewitching and her breath tender as she offered Frank a suggestion. Frank zoned out for a moment, feeling the softness in his palm and almost went to work right then.

That was when someone knocked on the door, causing the vibes to stiffen.

A voice that was clearly Helen's snapped, "Come out, Vicky. I want to talk to you."

"Tch. That woman is such a killjoy." Vicky pouted unhappily, displeased that a rare opportunity was interrupted.

But despite her mood ruined, she felt petty enough to moan loudly, Ah… AK… You can just… Say it, What?

loud Ahhhh! I'm busy… I can't open the door right now!"

Frank's eyes widened at her sensual moans, but before he could say anything, Vicky clasped a hand over his mouth, while continuing smugly, "H-Helen? Just stay there… Ah… Wait for half an hour or an hour, okay?' Even as Vicky kept moaning at the direction of the door, Frank could imagine the look on Helen's face just then.

"What are you doing, Vicky?!" Helen kept hammering on the door, her tone at once angry and embarrassed even as she demanded, "Frank! D-Don't move, you hear me?!"

"Don't move?!" Frank was left dumbstruck.

It took him five seconds to realize what Helen meant, and he rolled his eyes right then.

He did not think that the ice queen would say something so awkward-she really was hard-pressed!

And hearing that Helen was flustered, Vicky went even further, pressing her fiery body on Frank and humping him provocatively while exclaiming smugly at the door "What, just because you said no? Go on, darling! Move harder!"

"Vicky… Frank!"

Helen was clearly furious, but her heels clicked audibly as she fled.

"Pfft … " Seeing that Helen ran away, Vicky puffed her prided chestO m triumphantly to declare her victory.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1303-"You're such a…"

Frank was well aware of the weird rivalry between Helen and Vicky.

He reached out, smacking Vicky's rear even as she clung to him like an octopus.

He wanted to punish her for using him to mess with Helen without his consent, but the bounciness almost left his resistance crumbling.

Still, he quickly said, "Vicky, Helen must have something important to tell you.

You'd best go talk to her."

"Hmph."

Vicky released him grumpily but winked at him as she opened the door. "Harder next time, daddy."

"Ahem…"

Frank gulped even as he stared at Vicky's butt and started coughing violently.

Naturally, it was not over just then.

Just as Helen was about to leave the hallway, Vicky opened the door and poked her head out, beckoning, "Wait, Helen. Don't run off so soon! Why don't you join us?"

"Ahem!!!"

Frank coughed so violently he almost hacked out his lungs.

On the other hand, Helen wheeled on Vicky, flushing in embarrassment amid the five minute silence.

"Y-You're shameless!" she snapped through gritted teeth.

"Hey, what's that look for? And you call me shameless when you actually hesitated for a moment? Perhaps you want it, but you're just too shy?"

Even as Vicky kept teasing Helen, Helen did not argue and fled instead.

Vicky looked on, laughing so hard her shoulders were shaking.

"That's enough," Frank said exasperatedly. "Quit teasing her."

Vicky was really mean and naturally had the upper hand with someone serious like Helen.

"What, Vicky s it hurt you so much?"

to flash a sly smile.

maybe you've been cheating.

while I was away?" Content t "No way."

Frank threw his hands up. "We've been sorting one mess out after another. We don't have time—"

Vicky raised a brow. "Really? Are you saying that you'd cheat if you have the time?"

"What is that logic?" Frank smiled in wry amusement.

Vicky closed the door, staring fixedly at and smiling as she d him like a stalkingel.net "Then show me."

Show you what?" Frank backed away even as she kept approaching.

"Show me if you've been cheating on me! Now, come on!"

"No!" Frank kept backing away and resisting.

"Let me see!"

No … " Frank ran out of space to withdraw and had to run past Vicky right then.

"Oh, you!" Vicky stood akimbo and pouted grumpily.

Still, she had an idea… they had all the time they in the world, so y not just bring Helen a Could' time?

Helen was always shy anyway and fickle anyway, so if Vicky pressured her a little , She would definitely cave .

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1304-Vicky giggled at the thought.

Ten minutes later, and after washing up, Frank appeared in Helen's office punctually to give his usual daily report.

However, Helen kept staring distractedly at Frank's crotch, which Vicky noticed to her amusement, hiding a giggle.

Even Frank was getting the creeps from Helen's stare, but he dutifully finished his report. "Our health and security department now has complete control over Zamri's underbelly, so you don't have to worry about safety. Our people will update us on anything that happens."

"Oh…"

Helen came to her senses a long while after Frank finished, nodding. "In that case, your safe period… Wait, I mean your health and security department…"

However, Helen's mistake clearly revealed her thoughts, and Vicky was laughing so hard that she teared up.

Even Frank had to step back awkwardly.

As for Helen, her usual ice-queen demeanor was nowhere to be seen as she flushed and lay sprawled over her desk, murmuring, "Just kill me already…"

"Alright, alright." Vicky stopped giggling, clapping her on the shoulder since she looked like she was keen to continue working. "Don't worry. Nothing happened between us." "Really?"

Seeing Helen look up hopefully, Vicky smiled mischievously as she breathed lengthily. "Just kidding."

As Helen's expression stiffened, Frank snapped in wry amusement. "Vicky."

Vicky pouted and shrugged. "Fine, I was just messing with you, Ms. Lane. I was in Frank's room for only ten minutes-nothing happened in that time."

However, Helen glanced at Frank and then at the smiling Vicky, clearly skeptical.

"Ten minutes…" Frank pursed his lips, but he could not feign ignorance when his masculine dignity was on the line.

Looking around and ensuring that it was just him, Helen and Vicky in the office, he cleared his throat and said, "That's right, Helen. After all is said and done, I think I'd last an hour. You can doubt my character, but can't doubt my ability…"

"Fine, fine! I get it! Let's just stop talking about this!"

Helen flushed up to her ears and shook her head repeatedly as if to clear her head, muttering to herself "Whatever happened happened, it's not like I would mind if it aveland happened. Who comes first or last is all the same…"

Vicky's mischievous nature spiked as Helen muttered to herself as if chanting a mantra, and she leaned in to breathe into Helen's ear, "Well, that's agreed then.

When the opportunity arises, let's testel?

him and see if he lasts an hour…"

"Hngh…"

Utterly deflated, Helen buried her face in her hands as she leaned on her desk and whimpered like a little girl.

Huh … " Frank was about to say something but ultimately shook his head he would be putting himself in her crosshairs if he said anything now.

As such, he quietly backed out and closed the door behind him as he left Helen's office when he felt someone crashing on his back.

"Eh? Ah, Mr. Lawrence! I was just looking for you!"

Lily the secretary adjusted her glasses, carrying stacks of documents in her arms "Ms. Lane's brother is downstairs. He's not in a good shape, but he insisted on meeting you."

"Helen's brother? Peter?" Frank was taken aback.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1305-Frank appeared perplexed-why would Peter come to him?

A while ago, Peter was appointed as deputy to Terry Cotton, who worked as a team captain in Lanecorp's health and security department.

Under usual circumstances, Peter had Frank's number and could just call him if anything happened.

But he did not and came to Frank personally? And he was in bad shape?

Sensing something ominous, Frank left Lily the secretary and dashed downstairs.

At the first-floor lobby, Frank found Peter bleeding from the gut as he sat by the entrance.

He was bleeding all over, causing a commotion in the lobby.

"What happened, Peter?!" Frank exclaimed as he squeezed his way through the crowd and rushed to Peter's side.

"Brother… Chief…"

Peter was barely breathing, choking even as he struggled to lift his bloodstained hands. "Four men attacked the bar we gathered in… They had big guns, and they killed so many of us…"

"What?! Guns?!" Frank was at once furious.

After all, Draconia enforced strict gun control-only select individuals or leaders of illustrious families were given licenses to carry one. Others would need to get them from the black market or to pull the strings and even those were other handguns or pistols.

But these four had guns that could inflict devastation, meaning that they were clearly a big deal and really meant to hurt Terry and his men.

Most martial artists could not stop bullets unless they reached Birthright rank, and even then, they could only stop that many bullets.

In other words, this was premeditated.

While Frank did the math within seconds, he held up his fingers, projecting a spiraling burst of pure vigo to seal Peter's acupoints, stopping his bleeding.

belongs to en.swnovel tent Although he was shot four times on the abdomen, the bullets missed his vitals.

"Do you know where they come from? What about Terry? What's he doing?"

Frank asked Peter even as he worked.

"Mr. Cotton made it out, but he was shot too and fell unconscious… They rushed him to the hospital already. I can't find my phone, so I rushed here to warn youthey're coming after Lanecorp!" Peter exclaimed.

Frank became quiet, scowling as he watched Peter cough blood miserably.

After stopping Peter's bleeding, he shoved an Ichor Pill into Peter's 55m C mouth and clapped him on the shoulder. "Don't worry. I'll make whoever did this pay."

"Oh… Okay!" Peter's tenseness eased with Frank's promise, and he went limp as he passed out.

"Peter!" Helen cried as she ran up to them.

It seemed that her secretary Lily had told her.

Even if Peter had not really exactly shaped up, he more or less changed his ways after Frank disciplined him.

In fact, he was flourishing in the health and security department's fixer division, and everyone was perfectly cordial and respectful thanks to his brother-in-law.

That was why he was very reverent toward Frank now and no longer up to his little schemes.

And as soon as the fixer division was in trouble, Peter came to informm Frank immediately despite his terrible n pain and the possibility of death.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1306-And as soon as the fixer division was in trouble, Peter came to inform Frank immediately despite his terrible pain and the possibility of death.

Even if Peter had been a real bastard before, he had truly turned around, and Helen willingly accepted him as her brother again.

Naturally, seeing him lying in a pool of his own blood left her tearing up in panic.

"Calm down. I've stopped his bleeding—he's safe for now," Frank said.

At the same time, he thrusted a needle into Peter's bullet wounds and extracted the bullets with his pure vigor, letting them drop loudly with a metallic clink.

"What?! Are those… bullet holes?!"

It was only then that Helen noticed Peter's injury.

Frank nodded, picking up the bullets and turning toward the security guards nearby. "Let him rest at the Lanecorp dorms. He's mostly fine now."

"Yes, Mr. Lawrence," the security guards replied and brought out a stretch to carry Peter away.

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  1306/1323  "Helen!" Frank caught her since she was about to follow, looking her solemnly in the eye and saying, "Someone in Zamri is targeting Lanecorp. You'd best be careful—don't meet strangers if you can."

"Okay!" Helen nodded repeatedly, clasping a hand over her mouth.

Seeing the look in her eyes, Frank released her, allowing her to chase after Peter.

"Carrying guns? They must be a big deal, with links to the black market— even Blackrank," Vicky said as she took the bullets Frank passed her.

Despite having a tendency to fool around all the time, Vicky was reliable as always in times of trouble.

After studying the bullets Frank passed her, she nodded and said, "It's the caliber usually used for a Mac-10. If I'm not mistaken, it's exclusive to Blackrank and the black market."

"Blackrank and the black market…?"

Frank narrowed his eyes, a woman's face suddenly appearing in his mind.

Juno Enigma.

He was ignorant of Blackrank and the black market, but she knew it best.

He whipped out his phone without hesitation, taking a seat in a corner to call her.

"Umph… It's very early, darling… What's the matter?"

Juno's voice was especially enthralling as she stretched, having just woken up.

Vicky frowned when she heard thex voice, and not because Frank met yet another woman, but rather & because she had the feeling that the woman was dangerous.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1307-Frank could not help frowning at that. "Either way, I owe you a favor. And if there's nothing else…"

"By the way, darling…"

Juno's giggle faded as her tone turned serious once again. "One of Volsung Sect's best recently touched down in Zamri, and he's with the Bearons right now. He seemed to be plotting something, but I couldn't get any details about his abilities and connections. The only thing I know for sure is that he's beneath Ascendant rank, so watch out, darling."

While Frank was surprised by Juno's advice, he said, "Understood. Thank you, Clarity."

"Um-hmm."

As Frank hung up and mused to himself, Vicky asked, "Is her information reliable, Frank?"

She did not seem worried that another woman called Frank darling, as he was clearly formal and deliberately distant.

"Ninety percent," Frank replied, nodding. "The last time we met, she told me that a certain land lot's value would suddenly skyrocket, and it did."

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  1307/1323  "In that case, we have a name. The Bearons of Zamri… have you done anything to upset them?"

"The Bearons…?" Frank mused to himself, and suddenly remembered the rich kid who tried to molest Winter Lawrence just yesterday.

His last name was Bearon, and he was bragging about his father being one of Zamri's Three Bears.

It certainly connected the dots, but while Frank nodded, he was soon puzzled.

If they were after him, the Bearons should go after him personally—why mess with some fringe Lanecorp personnel?

That was unless they were after Lanecorp in the first place.

Also, there was the additional information Juno just provided—the Lionhearts sending a mysterious elite to the Bearons' residence.

That only confused Frank further.

"What are we going to do?" Vicky asked. "Swift vengeance like right now?"

"Nope." Frank waved her off. "We don't know what they want. Firing blindly would only startle them and make them wary—I'll be bait instead."

He met Vicky's worried look and smiled. "Also I just happened to agree with Gene Pearce to purchase one of the Bearons' properties. It's not far from here, and I was going to meet up with the owner. If they're after me, they would show up there when I do. But if they ignore me …

"That means they're after Lanecorp instead," Vicky finished, but she sighed worriedly. "Aren't you putting yourself in harm's way, though?"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1308-Frank nodded and added, "I'll have everyone from the health and security department come over and protect Lanecorp. This place will be fine if they're after me, but once I leave, they'll come if they're after Lanecorp in the first place."

Vicky nodded. "Yeah. I'll have my family's blackguards help too."

"Blackguards?"

Frank remembered the Turnbull blackguards.

He did not hold up much hope—those men had ability, but they also had serious attitude problems.

Still, anything worked, and the more the merrier.

Nodding, Frank wasted no time and took the elevator down to the basement parking lot, when his phone rang just as he got into his car.

• At a nearby tower, a masked middle-aged man was sitting in a distant skyscraper, concealed behind a one-way tinted glass curtain.

He lowered his binoculars as an Audi left Lanecorp, and he whipped out his walkie-talkie to call his friends on an encrypted channel. "Frank Lawrence has Home Categories  Search…

  1308/1323  just left Lanecorp. Repeat, Frank Lawrence has just left Lanecorp."

"Roger," his friend replied over the walkie-talkie. "You and Blaze stick to the plan and ambush the target. Bolt and I will plant explosives around Lanecorp —that building will be wiped off the face of Zamri."

"Roger!"

"Execute."

"Hehehe…"

"Hmph. Remember, don't fuck this up—it's an opportunity to prove ourselves to the Lionhearts. Remember, Frank Lawrence and Lanecorp's Helen Lane must die!"

"Roger!"

With that, the four stewards went to work, with the masked middle-aged man sneering as he rose to his feet.

In terms of brute strength, there might be nothing to brag about against Frank.

But they were Blackrank, and they had a million different ways to take him down!

"Hmm?!"

Meanwhile, Frank had the feeling that something was amiss as he drove, and the feeling peaked when he made a turn.

His fingers soon clenched around the steering wheel as he realized what was wrong.

There were no pedestrians nor a single car along the street, which was dead silent.

"That was quick." Frank narrowed his eyes and chuckled but calmly drove along.

He was about to leave the street and enter a three-way junction when a fuel truck suddenly came bounding down the road.

Frank did not even have time to react—he only had a glimpse of the masked man in the driver's seat narrowing his eyes at him.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1309-Thunder, who was the boss among the four, nodded after hearing the report.

"Good work. We'd still need to check—Frank Lawrence is strong, and he might really make it out."

"Don't worry, boss. Even if he survived, the shockwave would have neutralized him."

Galen was calmer in comparison. "Blaze and I will stay here to check for a body."

"Good." Thunder nodded—that was the only way to be sure. "Bolt, how's the explosives going?!"

"Shit, boss! I've been made!" Bolt was wheezing, and clearly running even as he shouted into the walkie-talkie.

"You've been made?! Where?! I'll extract you!"

"The fountain downstairs of Lanecorp… this freaky woman keeps chasing me, and I can't shake her off!"

"Freaky woman?!" Thunder did a double take.

His quartet were all Birthright rank individuals—in fact, Thunder himself had just completed Birthright rank.

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  1309/1323  But to chase one of them that far, even terrorizing Bolt enough to make him scream 'freaky', that woman had to be something else.

"If you're chased, that means the explosives—"

"She found me even before I planted them!" Bolt yelled in frustration. "She's dressed in all white, and she seemed to see through me right away, demanding I hand over the explosives."

"Just calm down. I'm coming for you," Thunder replied as he rappelled down the skyscraper.

However, he was just halfway down when he heard screams over his walkie-talkie.

"What?!"

He turned pale in shock and held the walkie-talkie with one hand and the rope with the other as he barked, "What's going on over there, Galen ?!

Galen ?! Answer me!" Galen did not answer, however, as it was another quiet voice that spoke instead "So you're their boss? Would you mind telling me what you're up to? Payback for Ivor Bearson perhaps?"

Thunder flinched at the voice, but he realized that things bode ill for Galen and Blaze when he heard Frank's voice.

He simply could not understand.

Even Ascendant ranks could not remain unscathed from such an è explosion. Moreover, even if they did, they would be maimed, and Galen and Blaze would easily take him down.

As such, how did Frank escape under such circumstances, even turning the tables against his men in half a minute, taking their walkie-talkie?!

"How did you escape!?" Thunder exclaimed, losing composure right then.

He was actually curious how Frank survived because he just could not understand and even forgot about his situation.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1310-Having that as precedent gave Thunder's quartet the confidence to attack Frank.

But to Thunder's shock, Frank's breathing was regular and his speech composed.

Forget being hurt—he was not even breathing heavily, while Galen and Blaze were killed.

"Boss, you're finally here… H-Help!"

In the distance, Bolt was panting even as he dashed toward Thunder, still carrying his explosives with him.

The lady in white silk continued chasing after him and stopped to level a cool glare at Thunder. "Hmm. So you're his boss?"

"I…"

Thunder's mouth hung open, unable to manage a word.

Frank's abilities left him devastated.

If they could not hurt him even after what they did, it must mean… "Transcendent rank…" Thunder murmured to himself.

"Now's not the time, boss! You have to stop her!" Bolt almost swore out loud, seeing his own boss freezing up.

"I mean… Frank Lawrence is Transcendent rank." Thunder turned toward Bolt with a smile so terrible he could well be crying.

"What?! Transcendent rank…?!" Bolt was left gaping at that piece of information too.

If they had known that Frank was Transcendent-rank, they would rather die than mess with the man. After all, those were the strongest individuals of Draconia, the paragon that all martial artists sought!

At that level, they were immune to everything—they were that frightening!

While Ascendant ranks could liquefy their pure vigor to enhance its release and effect, at Transcendent rank, said liquid vigor was one with their physical flesh. Every blow of theirs was lethal, making them walking epitomes of destruction.

For Thunder's quartet, who had yet to reach Ascendent rank, they were no different from ants.

Thunder dropped to his knees before the woman in white, his hands in the air as he surrendered, no longer daring to challenge Frank.

After all, doing so was courting death-they were hired mercenaries, not servants of the Bearson familyz, Once they run into someone they.

could not beat, they would prioritize their lives over the Bearsons' interests.