The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Chapter 1795



"What?!"

Huub felt a chill running down his spine, seeing that the hostages were free.

He also spotted the seemingly unassuming geezer in the photo, his eyes widening in realization.

He remembered his goon reporting that Frank had come to Bralog with another man, which was that geezer in the photo.

"What... Did that old man take down all the martial elites in my basement and save the hostages?!"

The geezer looked like an elderly security guard at best, but he turned out to be a martial elite as well?!

Putting away his phone, Frank smiled at Huub. "So, Mr. Droitner, are you going to pull any more tricks?" "I..."

Huub was stumped, because he was really out of options now.

Physical strength?

Frank had already pulverized his greatest martial elite.

Connections?!

Huub himself was kowtowing and begging as soon as Frank's maternal grandfather showed up!

And his only trick-his hostages-had already been rescued.

He had really lost everything and certainly could not holler at Frank now.

"Nothing? Then it's my turn."

Frank's smile faded, as his gaze flared with long-repressed rage. "I have to admit, Mr. Droitner... You're quite something."

Even as Frank closed in, Huub felt like his legs were made of lead, and he could not even turn to run.

"No, wait... I have a lot of money... Oh, Droitner Inc. also has plenty of treasures!"

Huub begged in panic, "Just let

go, and you can have everything

it's all yours! Please. I was wrong,

just spare me... Don't

Thud.

Huub suffered a nervous breakdown as Frank loomed over him, his visage one of fury.

Dropping on his rear, Huub started begging loudly through tears and snot.

Frank completely ignored him, however, as he seemed to be talking to himself.

"You're the first person who has gotten me this furious since my mother's death."

Seizing Huub by the collar and lifting him off the ground, Frank growled icily, "So don't worry. I'm not going to let you die comfortably."

And with those words, he stomped his foot on Huub's leg.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

As Huub's bones broke with a loud crunch, the alley resounded with the screams resembling a gutted pig's.

"That's for sending me to Blackwater."

Whipping out a string of needles

from his belt, he flung them with et

pinpoint precision, with each

stabbing into various acupoiel

across Huub's limbs.

"Argh!!!"

Huub screamed himself hoarse as he struggled against Frank's grip.

Then, Frank dropped him, leaving him convulsing repeatedly.

"That's for deceiving my woman." Frank's voice then echoed like a demon's by Huub's ears.

Even as he lay sprawled on the ground, he struggled and begged "Please, I'm begging you... I won't ever do it again... Frank... Mr. Lawrence... Please..."

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Frank grinned. "Are you already done? Come on-we still have plenty of time, and I'm the most reasonable person there is."