The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

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 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.

"Hehehe!!!"

A shrill, maniacal laughter could be heard as Frank promptly turned and saw the other masked man, driving another fuel truck straight at him from the other side.

Within half a beat, both fuel trucks slammed into each other resoundingly.

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Flame rushed into the air while the shockwave shattered every window nearby In fact, all of Zamri could see the mushroom cloud rising from the southern side as the whole city quaked.

"Got him, boss."

"Hehehe... How horrible. He must be resting in pieces now..."