The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

"What?!"

Frank came to his senses as soon as he heard Winter's voice-she was being held against her will!

Just as the bodyguards lunged at Frank as they were told, Frank heard someone curse and slap Winter viciously.

And how did Frank know that?

Because he could hear Winter groaning after being hit.

"You're all going to die!" Frank bellowed furiously as his eyes turned red right then, and he leapt up to seize the bodyguard by the neck, crushing it like jelly.

Kicking away the other bodyguards who rushed him, Frank shoved a burst of pure vigor into the lifeless corpse of the bodyguard, and...

Bang!

The body erupted violently, splashing blood everywhere.

The bodyguards closest to Frank were screaming as they collapsed to the floor, and the bones in the exploding body pierced their bodies.

"What?!"

The other bodyguards turned pale when they saw the horrors Frank inflicted, and all of them tried to flee.

Frank was not about to give these abettors the chance.

He charged after them with a battlecry and punched into the chest of a bodyguard who tried to parry his fist, leaving him croaking as he dropped to his floor. "Please! Mercy!"

Another bodyguard was on his knees, pleading for mercy-he certainly had no intention to fight back when Frank was basically the reaper incarnate! "Fuck off!" Frank bellowed and sent the bodyguard flying with a kick.

The bodyguard slammed into the door of the private room, knocking it open.

"What the f-"

Even before someone could finish that sentence, screams ensued-Frank's kick had blown the pleading bodyguard in two!

Shocked and furious, Ivor came

charging out of the private room to see what had happened outside, only to find a man glowering as he stood, surrounded by a pile of corpses.

His twentyish bodyguards were resting in pieces, all their bodies mangled.

"Bleurgh..."

Ivor had certainly never seen such savagery, and he dropped to his knees in terror as he started puking.

Frank strode up, pulling him up by the hair as he growled icily, "You're the one who hit my sister?"

"Y-You're Frank Lawrence...?!"

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Ivor was trembling in terror-he thought Frank was just some frivolous character, only to discover that he was a merciless incarnation of terror!

Even as he saw the murderous glare in Frank's eyes, terror overwhelmed him, leaving him speechless.

"Hmph. So it was you." Frank snorted and knocked Ivor to the floor like an upturned tortoise before raising his foot and stomping on Ivor's wrist. "Argh!!!"

Ivor screamed as his wrist and palm were crushed, but Frank did not stop there.

With another stomp, he reduced Ivor's other arm into mush.

The agony seemed to jolt Ivor to his senses, and he bellowed at Frank "You're a dead man, you hear me?! My father is Troy Bearson, and he's one of Zamri's Three Bears! You-"

Crunch!