The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

"Really? That happened?!"

Willy did double take, abruptly incensed.

How bold of that person... there were not that many people across Morhen who could get his father to personally apologize!

However, before he could flip out, a foreboding sensation seized him.

"Hehehe..."

Willy flinched when he heard the laughter of his nightmares and found that laughing man standing where Roman was pointing.

Frank Lawrence!

Willy dropped his hand fan right then while sweating bullets down his cheeks.

He had PTSD after what Frank did to him, and the man's voice almost left him dropping to his knees.

But even as he caught his balance with considerable difficulty, Roman was yapping away at Frank relentlessly. "What did you say, brat?! That you don't fear the Soranos?! Well, Willy Sorano is right here! Let's see what you have to say now!"

"Mr. Sorano, don't play nice with him. He was disrespecting your family, you have to "

"Shut up."

"Huh?"

Roman was left stunned.

It was only then that he noticed the sweat all over Willy's face, as well as the fear and panic in Willy's eyes as he looked at Frank.

"I told you to shut up!" Willy snapped and slapped Roman twice.

The whole production crew were left dumbfounded as they looked on.

Then, they all turned toward Frank, who was smiling in amusement. "Mr. Willy Sorano. How have you been? Are you in good health?"

That smile could well be the reaper's smile in Willy's eyes.

He certainly did not want to be put through the agony Frank put him through before.

His lips parted as he tried his best to put up a smile. "I-I'm alright."

"Oh, that's good." Frank nodded and pointed at Roman, "You should really discipline your starlets. I was just walking by, and he leapt at me, pointing at and snapping at me, and he was even ready to hit me. He even threatened the directoro repeatedly to add intimate scenes for him and Noel York, and refused to work if he didn't. Talk about a bad temper..."

"Shit..."

Willy could kill Roman right then.

That brat could do anything he wanted, but he had to mess with a reaper like Frank today.

And Willy had to be dragged into it!

Glaring at Roman viciously, he then

flashed an apologetic smile at Frank. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Lawrence. Our company has been neglecting personat etiquette, and I apologize for one

of them souring your mood.

Don't worry-I'll sort it out

personally."

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Frank nodded and smiled, seeing that Willy was sincere. "And what brings you here today?"

Willy could snap at Frank right then-for fuck's sake, his actors were involved in this production! Why could he not come to take a look?!

Naturally, despite those thoughts, he put up a smile for Frank. "Hahaha... Well, the family business is showbiz, so I'll be visiting film sets across the country from time to time, scouting out young, talented stars."

"Oh..."

Frank realized with a start, and his expression suddenly turned cold. "And are you done?"

"What? Oh, right... I'm done," Willy quickly replied.

"Then fuck off." Frank waved him off dismissively, showing no politeness since he had a really bad impression of Willy.