Ch. 1561..1570

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1561-Caught off guard, Frank was at first confused as to why he was splashed in the face but was quickly incensed at Jackie's tone.

"Do you want to die?" Frank growled as he slowly looked up, his glare murderous.

Jackie flinched in surprise, though he soon calmed down and scoffed. "Oh, my-color me surprised, you really know how to look scary! Go on, tell me… which gang are you from?" "Gang?"

Frank, who was not having it, seized Jackie by the collar and slammed him on the table.

It shattered with a loud crash, drawing everyone's attention right then.

"What? What happened?"

"Hey, isn't that Jackie Xinder? Shit, someone's got him!"

As everyone looked on, Jackie was left stupefied even as he collapsed on his knees before Frank, his face covered in blood.

What? The bastard started getting physical at a moment's notice?!

"I'm giving you one chance. Get out of my sight," Frank snapped at Jackie just then.

He did not go further with the blind fool, as he had noticed the looks of panic around them. He certainly had no intention of killing in public since he needed to be considerate toward Helen. "You bastard…"

Nonetheless, Jackie was snarling.

He had been strutting in Norsedam for years he was naturally no greenhorn, being able to become the manager of a nightclub franchise. Aside from above average affinity for the service industry, he naturally had the assistance of certain gang elements as well. Naturally, he was not about to let it slide…. not when some gigolo who had just come to town hurt him!

"Just you wait! My people will be here soon-don't run if you have pair!" è bellowed, clutching his bleeding mouth and nose as his face contorted in fury.

Still, it was upon closer inspection that Frank noticed Jackie's face was ruined more than he had expected.

He was just wondering how did Jackie's entire nose skew to the side when he had only hit him once and realized then that Jackie had plastic surgery.

Naturally, Frank was not afraid of Jackie's threat either, even pulling off Jackie's suit as he returned to his seat and used the suit as a wipe his wet face and hair "Go on, I'll be waiting right here. But you best be sure-like I said, this is your last chance. I'd advise you not to mess with me!" Frank sneered even as he threatened Jackie before adding, "Oh, and Helen Lane is mine. A mook like you would never deserve her." "Whatever you say!"

Jackie was further incensed by Frank's threat and was left watching as Frank threw his suit which was worth several hundred grand.

A rich woman bought it for him, and not only was Frank using it like a towel, but he even stamped his feet on it!

He certainly hated Frank's gut right then-a mere gigolo laying a finger on him? Even the top gangs in Norsedam had to show him respect! "Just you wait!" Jackie bellowed and stormed off.

After all, he could see that while Frank was a gigolo like him, Frank knew real martial arts.

And having the experience of dealing with crises over the years, Jackie refrained from confronting Frank directly in case he was really a martial artist. After all, one should always know when to back down.

Hence, even as the crowd outside the wedding hall looked on, he grumpily held his bleeding nose as he strode off to make a few calls.

"Hey, Plum. It's me, Jackie… Yeah, I got beaten up at…"

"Hey, Scorpion. I'm in a pinch here. Could you send your boys over…?"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1562-In no time at all, over a dozen vans came to a screeching halt outside the mansion, and members of two different factions quickly assembled.

On one hand were men in black, while the other were wearing an assortment of colors and sported ridiculous hairstyles-obviously common street thugs.

"Who laid a finger on my darling Jackie?!" a woman bellowed as she got out of a luxurious car just then.

She wore a diamond-encrusted black dress under her leopard skin patterned vest. However, she was so morbidly obese that she looked no different from a hippo, and any normal person would feel at once uncomfortable at the way her clothes were strained because of her size.

On the other hand, the leader of the street sported a ridiculous haircut just like his men and was brandishing a metal bat while yapping, "Who laid a finger on our manager?"

"It was him!" Jackie exclaimed as he hurried to receive them before pointing at Frank, who was sitting nonchalantly in the distance.

He was certainly delighted to see Plum and Scorpion coming so quickly and bringing so many goons.

"Hmm…?"

Plum's eyes lit up after studying Frank-he was not at all handsome, but there was an air to him that one could not quite describe.

Frank was simply sitting there, but he seemed to appear split from the worldliness around him.

In fact, the more Plum looked, the more handsome she found him.

However, while Plum was busy staring, Scorpion and his twentyish thugs had strode up to Frank.

Holding his metal bat just inches away from Frank's face, he barked, "You brat! So you were the one who hit our manager? You're quite the cocky little shit… No one in Norsedam gets away from hitting my boys, you hear?!"

"And do you know what happens to people who threaten me?" Frank growled as he looked up slowly with a murderous glare.

The death aura that spilled away from him just then left Scorpion flinching, even though he was a seasoned gangster, and he could not help asking, "What?"

"Hmph." Frank snorted coolly. "Unseemly, every last one of you."

Nonetheless, Jackie strode up just then, still clutching his face as he snapped, "You fool! You'll pay for causing trouble here in Norsedamet This man here is Scorpion, a member of the Airbreakers, the biggest gang here in this city! Get down on your knees and lick my shoes, or I'm killing you!"

"You heard him-on your knees, lick his shoes!"

Scorpion came to his senses and glowered at Frank threateningly, stomping one foot on the chair beside Frank while brandishing his metal bat. The wedding guests outside the wedding hall tensed up as they looked on, feeling concerned for Frank just then.

However, there were also those who saw Jaden Favoni prostrating himself before Frank earlier and were now watching in amusement.

The Airbreakers were a big deal, but they were really nothing compared to the Favonis.

And these thugs most definitely had no idea that the man they were threatening was Jaden's mentor!

"Heh." Frank snorted despite their threat. "I hate violence-especially when there's a wedding going on. So allow me to appeal to your tact…"

Still, as he looked up fixedly at Scorpion, growling icily, "I'm Vol counting down from three. Get out of my sight, or you'll get what's coming for you!"

"Sheesh." Scorpion blew a raspberry at Frank's words.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1563-Poking at Frank's cheek with his metal bat at Frank's face, he then turned toward his men and laughed. "Look, boys. I haven't done anything, and this brat is putting on airs to scare me off! You have some sort of death wish, don't you?" "He's a pompous prick, Scorpion!" Jackie laughed savagely, still clutching his face. "Just beat him to death with the boys. I'll take responsibility!"

"Alright!" Scorpion nodded, but just as he raised his metal bat, the two security guards from earlier rushed up to them.

"Hold on, hold on, brother. It's the Clarke family's big day… There's no reason to spill blood now!" one of them pleaded. "Yeah, exactly! It's bad luck for blood to be spilled at a wedding!" The other nodded repeatedly.

That was when Frank suddenly counted behind the two security guards. "Three."

Both of the two security guards were sweating down their forehead right then.

After all, they were well aware that Frank was Jaden Favoni's mentor-Jaden himself had even slapped them for a perceived slight!

If these thugs really started to get violent, Jaden was not going to play nice, and the wedding might even turn into a funeral!

And if the Clarkes wanted someone to blame, it would be these two security guards!

"Sir, just listen. Mr. Lawrence is actually-"

Before the security guard could finish, Jackie leapt up and kicked him to the ground. "Fuck you! None of you stepped in when he hurt me, but you're getting involved when I sick my boys on him?! Are you belittling me, Jackie Xinders, and the Airbreakers?!" "W-We're not!"

Both of the two security guards could cry right then.

After all, they could not react in time to stop Frank earlier when he slammed Jackie's face on the table, because it all happened in a split second.

Moreover, Frank was Jaden's mentor-even if they could stop him, they did not have the balls to do it!

Still, even as the two security guards tried to reason with Jackie, Frank slowly lowered another finger and counted down. "Two."

"Wait, you're still going on about that?"

Scorpion actually laughed at Frank and grabbed his necktie, shaking him as he growled, "Go on, count down to three! I dare you!"

The two security guards promptly leapt up, intent on stopping Scorpion. "Please, sir! You shouldn't provoke this gentleman. And it's Mr. Clarke's wedding day-could you just let this slide for his family sake?"

However, Scorpion's thugs were not having it-they immediately leapt up, dragging the two security guards over to a corner and started kicking and punching them. "Tch."

Scorpion clicked his tongue in disdain. "The Clarkes? They are just some rich businessmen at best, and if we Airbreakers want them dead, they would have to drop dead, no questions asked. Why should I play nice? Who are they to me belongs to FindNovel "One."

Before Scorpion could finish, a cool voice counted down to one.

He smirked and turned to find Frank lowering his finger, snorting. "Sheesh, you've finally counted down from three? So, are you going to do anything? Come on, show me what you've got."

"Urgh."

Frank sighed, shaking his head.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1564-"Ugh."

Frank sighed, shaking his head.

He lowered his palm, glancing at the two security guards who were being clobbered, as well as the crowd who were simply watching in amusement.

"Well," Frank said, "you didn't give me a choice."

"What the hell are you-"

Before Scorpion could finish, he felt a gut-wrenching pain just beneath his chin, while his mind seemed to go blank.

All he could vaguely feel was that he was suddenly free from gravity's constraint, and everything seemed to float.

"Eh?"

It took Scorpion a long while to come to his senses, and he finally realized from the crunching crack from his spine that the rest of his body was stuck on the wall of the mansion. Even before he could think anything else, his vision faded and he lost all senses.

"Argh!!!"

A woman in the crowd of bystanders screamed shrilly-a headless corpse was stuck overhead on the fifth floor wall!

Worst of all, the head exploded into a rain of blood and brains half a second earlier and was pouring down on the guests overhead.

Even as the women screamed, some of them felt chunks of flesh landing squarely into their mouths and dropped to their knees, retching violently.

Meanwhile, Jackie was left staring at Scorpion's headless corpse sticking out of the wall, too terrified to say a word.

"I gave you a chance," Frank said coolly behind him just then, leaving him flinching and turning around stiffly.

He found himself staring into Frank's murderous eyes-everything else seemed to fade away right and he was just a pathetic rat standing in front of a hundred-f behemoth staring fixedly at him.

"Argh! Argh! Argh!!! Help me, Plum! Plum…!!!"

He screamed even as he collapsed to the floor and turned as he scrambled to flee on all fours away from Frank.

On the other hand, Plum had turned pale even as she heard Jackie's horrific screams, the layers of fat around her sides trembling endlessly. "I… Run! Run!!!"

When she came to her senses, she quickly yelled at her men while she turned and fled herself.

After all, she finally understood the man Jackie had beef with was no gigolo, but a monster way above their pay grade!

When she finally squeezed herself into her car, Jackie reached her as well, dropping to his knees and clinging to her leg. "Plum! Save me! Please, you have to save me!" he begged loudly through snot and tears.

"Eh?!"

Plum looked up, only to find Frank slowly closing in, and she was almost left petrified by his murderous presence.

She gritted her teeth and kicked Jackie to the ground right then, not caring that she had dropped her shoe as she shrieked at her fov chauffeur, "Go! Go! Go!"

The car tires screeched against the dirt as it quickly sped off, abandoning Jackie without a care.

"Plum… Help…"

Jackie sat limply on the ground, the last flicker of hope in his eyes fading.

Then, sensing death gradually closing in Jackie forced a smile that looked uglier than a crying face.. "Heh, hehe… Mr. Lawrence, I'll admit that I've been overstepping alittle, so"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1565-Before Jackie could finish, his head exploded instantly like a watermelon, splattering blood and brains across the floor and drawing another chorus of screams.

"I gave you a chance," Frank said flatly before withdrawing his earth aura and calmly returned to his seat.

Around his table, the thugs with colorfully dyed hair whom Scorpion brought remained where they stood rigidly.

None of them were begging for their lives or attacking Frank in a fit of rage, as they simply stood there in silence.

It was only when the two security guards from earlier got up and stared fearfully at the thugs that they finally noticed the thugs' pupils were dilated.

And none of them were breathing, as they were dead as a doornail, bleeding down from a subtle hole on their foreheads.

It was only then that the two security guards realized why Jackie was fleeing like the devil was on his heels-he was closest to those thugs and knew that Frank had killed them all in a split second.

With that, the two security guards turned back toward Frank, feeling a chill from their heads running down to their heels even as they looked at his calm visage.

They traded glances and saw the look of relief in each other's eyes-if Jaden had not slapped them earlier, they would be the ones standing there like statues, literally dead. "Boys…"

Frank suddenly spoke, his tone calm.

To the two security guards, however, it could well be the devil himself speaking.

They tried to smile too, but they simply could not hide the gripping terror they felt.

"Y-Yes, Mr. Lawrence? How can we help?"

vel "Get someone to clean up this mess," Frank said casually. "I apologize for causing trouble, especially since it's a wedding day in the Clarke family."

"What…"

His words left the two security guards stumped, and they stared at him in disbelief.

The man had gone on a killing spree just seconds ago like the devil himself but was now apologizing to them?

The huge contrast left the two security guards dumbfounded, and even the fleeing crowd stopped and turned to look at Frank after his calm apology.

"Is there a problem?" Frank added just then. Don't worry-I will pay for any damaged physical items, and you shall both be compensated as well since you were assaulted for no reason."

en FindNovel The two security guards came to their senses right then and exclaimed, "Y-You're exaggerating, sir! It's really nothing!"

At the same time, they realized that Frank was not lying when he said that he was no cold-blooded murderer.

Jackie was the one who provoked Frank first and even called in his gangster friends to hurt him.

For Frank's part, he repeatedly insisted violentat he did not want to get violent at a wedding and only took action when Jackie and his friends stubbornly pestered him.

In that sense, Frank was no mindless butcher, but a man with tact and manners.

But while he was a reasonable man, the fact that he could butcher dozens in an instant left everyone trembling in fear.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1566-"O-Okay! Just wait here, Mr. Lawrence. We will get someone to clean up this mess right away!" However, things were far from over.

After the two security guards left and everyone was left standing, afraid to make a sound, a furious bellow resounded from the entrance of the wedding hall. "Who?! Who has the balls to commit murder on my wedding day?!" Frank turned at the voice to find a man in a white tuxedo and a flower brooch striding outside.

It was the bridegroom Eddie Clarke, and he was shaking with rage when he saw Jackie's headless corpse in the distance and Scorpion's body that was practically glued to the wall. "Who did this?! Step forward!" he bellowed, glaring furiously at everyone outside the wedding hall.

Eventually, as he followed everyone else's stares, he found Frank sitting in a corner.

And seeing that Eddie was glaring at him, Frank nodded and admitted, "It was me."

At the same time, wedding guests were filing out of the hall after hearing the commotion outside. Most of the ladies especially gasped and turned pale when they saw the scene of bloodbath.

Meanwhile, Eddie glared fixedly at Frank as he stood in front of the crowd, huffing as he snapped, "How dare you! Committing a murder on my wedding day?! Are you dead set on ruining this for me?!" "Yeah, that's way out of line."

"Blood spilled on a wedding day… Tut, tut. The Clarkes are really shit out of luck!"

"Who brought him here?"

"Shesh! Don't you know? It's that man wearing a knockoff suit… Right, Helen Lane's husband."

"Gosh. How unruly can he be?"

"Unruly? That's an understatement for a murder. The way I see it, he came to deliberately ruin things for the Clarkes!"

As the wedding guests were buzzing as they talked about what had happened, Eddie glared at Frank as he realized with a start. "You're that prick who sneaked in here wearing some@heap knockoff suit! Where's security? I told them to chase you out, but here you are, butchering people! How dare you disrespect my family!"

"Frank."

Helen had enough of the crowd's criticism just then and lifted her dress as she ran over, frowning "What happened here? Shouldn't you be waiting outside while.."

She trailed off, almost fainting when she took a good look-the thugs with colorful dyed hair were standing around Frank, but they were not breathing too! "D-Did you kill these people?" she stammered.

"Yes." Frank scowled as he nodded, not wanting to hide anything from her.

Nearby, Ilsa Mendy promptly seized the chance to diss Gina. "That's your son-in-law, Gina? A murderer who goes on a massacre in broad daylight?"

Her mouth hanging open, Gina certainly could not argue with all her old classmates staring at her, and she eventually had to wheel on Frank and snap, "What do you want, Frank?! Are you really so bent on souring things for me and did this just to get on my nerves?! What did I do…"

Gina dropped on her rear, clutching her chest as she howled and sobbed-Frank had really thoroughly humiliated her here!

All she wanted was to bring Helen along to show off a little, even try to make things work with Frank… only for things to turn out like this! "Mom!"

Helen could not stay with Frank just then and promptly ran over, squeezing Gina's hand and rubbing her chest to calm her down.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1567-Gina's reaction actually left Frank feeling guilty.

He threw up his hands and tried to explain. "That's not it. I—"

Before he could finish, however, a middle-aged man came running to Jackie's headless corpse, dropping to his knees in front of it before clinging to it and bawling.

In fact, he cried so loudly that even Gina was left distracted. "Eh?"

Still, she froze when she abruptly saw the ring that the headless corpse was wearing was exactly the ring that Hardy Xinder's son was wearing. "Hardy…"

Wiping her tears, Gina stared in disbelief at Hardy as he continued to howl and cling to the corpse as she realized who the corpse was. "I'll kill you, Gina Zonda!"

Hardy wheeled on her right then and screamed maniacally, "Jackie's my only son, but your son-in-law killed him! What did he even do…"

His hysterics left the wedding guests heartbroken too-nothing was more tragic than a father having to bury his son.

"Frank!"

Seeing that, even Helen had enough.

Clenching her knuckles, she wheeled on Frank with reddened eyes as she snapped, "What happened here?! What did Mr. Xinder's son do to you? He was very nice when I met him in the hall earlier, even having a sense of humor! So why did you have to kill him?!" Her outburst left Frank silent for a while, until he slowly looked up with a hint of misery in his eyes. "You don't trust me, do you?"

"I…"

Helen's mouth hung open.

Yes, she trusted Frank, but how could he explain this mess?

Jackie was alive and kicking just now, having a pleasant chat with her, and she actually had a good impression of the man.

But now-in under half an hour at that-Frank had killed him and in such brutal fashion at that.

How could Helen trust him, given what happened?

Tugging on Frank's sleeve, Helen asked as everyone watched, "I trust you, Frank, but could you tell us everything that happened here? What did Jackie do that forced you to kill him?"

Frank sighed in turn before nodding and saving quietly, "I was just s d eating, waiting for sitti suit to be delivered…"

new The wedding guests all scowled in disdain at the mention of Frank's suit, but he continued anyway, pointing at Jackie and said, "And then he came out of nowhere, asked who was, and splashed a glass of water in my face."

"Bullshit!" Hardy howled through his tears. "My son was always polite. He'd never do something like that!"

Ilsa quickly seized the moment to throw shade at Gina. "Hehehe… Your son-in-law really can't stand for any slight!"

Beside her, Ilsa's son Theo Whiteson snorted. "Such a petty man. Honestly, what does Ms. Lane see in him?" "Frank, isn't that a little too much…?"

Even Helen was frowning after Frank's story, feeling disappointed at him for overreacting over something so frivolous

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1568-Gina's face turned pale at the crowd's contempt, and she wobbled like she could pass out in an instant.

Meanwhile, her old classmates were still pestering her.

"Gina, word of advice since we go way back-does your daughter really have trouble finding a better man, being as rich and successful as she is?" "But she had to pick him. Goodness…"

"Old classmates? Stop it already. Rub her son-in-law the wrong way once and you're dead."

"Sheesh, that's just brutal."

"Yeah. Let's not keep in touch, Gina-never, ever."

"Exactly. You stay in your lane from now on, Gina. We're afraid of you now."

Ilsa quickly added fuel to the fire as well. "Oh, Gina… I know we have our disagreements, but Theo's my only son. I'd rather not have you send your son-in-law after him."

Beside her, Theo chuckled coolly. "Well, I wouldn't mind letting him take a shot if he thinks he can do it."

Their endless mockery left Gina blacking out and collapsing right then.

"Mom!" Helen hurried to her, resuscitating her.

As Gina stirred, she slowly wobbled toward Frank with Helen's assistance and dropped to her knees in front of him.

She was ready to kowtow to Frank, but Helen quickly stopped her, crying, "What are you doing, Mom?! There are people watching!"

However, Gina squeezed her hand and pleaded, "Just listen to me, okay? Give up on him already, please?"

"I…" Helen did not know what to say, caught in a dilemma just then.

"Enough!"

Frank suddenly bellowed coldly as everyone looked on just then. "I'm not a sadistic, bloodthirsty killing machine who would murder someone just because he threw a glass of water at my face!"

Pointing at Jackie's corpse, he continued furiously, "He was threatening me to dump Helen, spouting bullshit like she was his target! held back against him and warned him not to harass me, but what did he do? He called in his gangster friends, vowing to kill me right then!"

As the crowd turned silent, Frank looked around and took a moment to breathe, chuckling bitterly, "I never fought back, because it's in bad taste to spill blood on day a wedde know that much! Or at least, that's what I thought, but he and his me and were friends kept pestering and his insistent on getting violent.

"I kept putting up with it-there were even two security guards who tried to talk them out of it, only to get beaten up. So you're saying I should just stand there and let them kill me?!"

Just as Frank finished, Hardy fired back despite his tears, "You're lying! Everything you said is slander, and an excuse you're giving for murdering my son! And there's no way my son can defend himself now that he's dead… Moreover, my son was always so kind and virtuous! How could he call up gangster friends?! You're lying through your teeth!"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1569-"Kind, virtuous?"

Frank almost laughed from sheer frustration-someone like Jackie, the manager of seedy joints, was kind and virtuous?!

"It doesn't matter! Jackie was killed, and that's a fact!"

A middle-aged woman strode up just then, choking with tears as she snapped, "He was such a good boy, but he's now dead because of that heinous prick!" "Exactly! Jackie's always been our little angel. How could he have attempted murder? It must be slander!"

"We can't believe him at all. And wasn't he the one who wore a knockoff suit?"

"Exactly. You can't trust a word he says!"

"Come to think of it, Lanecorp's probably nothing good. Helen Lane must be despicable just like him, which explains why they're a couple."

"Hah! I already knew that their entire family is a nest of vipers."

With the other women who knew Jackie jumping in to defend his honor, sentiment quickly turned one-sided.

Frank certainly would not sit by and watch them slander Helen, but before he could speak up, the crowd flinched dramatically as soon as he moved.

"Look! What's he doing now!"

"Don't tell me that he's going to start killing us now that we've exposed him?!"

"I knew it! Like we said you can see right away that he's nothing good!"

Frank was left frustrated right then, as he could neither speak up nor stay silent.

Even Helen-who was helping her mother to her feet-was left wondering if Frank was really trying to humiliate Gina after everything that had happened today, despite believing that Frank was not lying.

That was when Timothy Clarke, a rotund white-haired old man, limped toward the crowd, flanked by a large group of security guards.

He was the current head of the Clarke family, and by his side was Harley Fuch, his wife and Gina's old classmate.

"Dad, it's-"

Before the white-suited bridegroom Eddie Clarke could speak, Timothy held up a hand, stopping him. "I heard everything. Someone's causing havoc at this wedding there's even been a murder. Am I correct?"

"Yeah…" Eddie nodded.

"Hmph!"

ve Timothy thumped his cane on the ground, wheeling on Frank and growling coolly, "It's taboo to spill blood on a man's wedding day, but there's also this tradition to drain all the killer's blood to purify the occasion. As the murderer dies in anguish, the wedding would be blessed with prosperity."

Turning away, he bellowed, "Guards! Seize that murderer and drain his blood. It shall purify my son's wedding!" "Yes, sir!"

The security guards promptly rushed forward to subdue Frank, who merely stared fixedly at Timothy without resisting.

Meanwhile, even Harley Fuch was turning against Gina, glaring at her in disappointment. "I invited you to my son's wedding since we're former classmates, but you had to bring a jinx… Let's just stay away from each other from now on. Thank goodness your daughter rejected my son back then, or he'd be dead instead."

Gina almost choked as she watched her classmates all leaving her out in the cold. "This isn't my fault, Harley. It's Frank himself who…"

"Haha! Your son-in-law is such a treat!" Ilsa laughed just then. "He's really stealing the spotlight, getting a cheap knock-off suit and then killing Hardy's son. Tut, tut…"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1570-"Haha! Your son-in-law is such a treat!" Ilsa laughed just then. "He's really stealing the spotlight, getting a cheap knock-off suit and then killing Hardy's son. Tut, tut…" Before she could continue, however, a violent gust of wind kicked in from overhead, knocking many ladies and furniture over.

"What the hell?!"

Everyone looked up to find a dark object slowly descending from the skies, and many soon saw what it was.

"A helicopter? What's it doing here?" a woman with a child in her arms cried out, pointing at the letters on the side of the helicopter and reading them. "Trevor… International?!" "Trevor International? That chopper belongs to Trevor Zurich?"

Most of the wedding guests were knowledgeable and naturally knew Trevor International.

After all, a vast business empire that stretched across the globe suddenly ceasing operations abroad to focus locally would certainly make headlines.

It was no different from shooting oneself in the foot as a handicap in sports, and many other business folks believed that it was no different from giving up entirely.

Still, it begged the question-what was Trevor International doing here? Were they the Clarke family's partners?

Many turned toward Timothy and his family, hoping for answers, only to see that they were just as confused as they were.

After all, Trevor International was still a big deal, and the Clarkes were not important enough to become their partners.

But if Trevor International was not here for the Clarkes, who did they come for?

Still, just as the wedding guests continued their aimless speculation, the helicopter doors opened.

Then, a screaming woman tied up in a body bag was lowered to the center of the crowd, and the helicopter sped off after touching down.

It left the wedding guests further confused what was Trevor International playing at? Did they go through all that trouble just to transport one person to this place?

And it was clear that they were not being friendly to the woman. After all, she clearly looked like a captive in every way, with only her panicked face poking out of the body bag.

Ilsa, who was smirking and watching in amusement earlier, could no longer smile when she saw the woman's face.

Her eyes widened in disbelief right then, and she exclaimed, "A-Ashley? What's going on here? Why is my daughter…"

She looked up at the departing helicopter in confusion-should her daughter Ashley not be working in the family luxury boutique at Zamri? Why was she taken here?

In fact, it was only Frank who was not surprised to see Ashely Whiteson brought here in such fashion, since he was the one who gave the order.

He freed himself from the security guards' restraint effortlessly and walked toward Ashley as everyone looked on in confusion.

Dropping to a crouch, Frank smiled at Ashley, "Greetings. Remember me?"

Seeing that Frank was getting too close to her daughter, Ilsa regained her senses despite her shock and confusion, shrieking maniacally, "W-What are you doing to my daughter?!"