บททั้งหมดของ The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage: บทที่ 1121 - บทที่ 1130

"Hold it! You're not allowed in here!"The Turnbull bodyguards loyally stood their ground, holding the members of the Martial Alliance at the gates.In turn, Silverbell bellowed at them, "I have evidence of Walter Turnbull's crimes! The mayor of Morhen has already issued a warrant! Stand in our way, and you will be labeled an enemy of the Martial Alliance and Draconia!"The Turnbull bodyguards traded glances, but they eventually gave in and cleared a path.Even if a decision would be made to war against the Martial Alliance, it was not up for them to call it.Moreover, they were not in the right—the Martial Alliance had evidence and were making a legal arrest. Resistance would be equal to harboring a fugitive.Obviously, Silverbell bade her time waiting for evidence to avoid bloodshed, since violence would ensue if they stormed Turnbull Estate with mere accusations."Go!" With Silvebell leading the members of the Martial Alliance, they soon arrived at the bungalow where Walter

Even as the Turnbulls could only watch as two members of the Martial Alliance strode up and dragged Walter away, Susan started to chase after them, shouting, "Walter!!!"Glen stopped her, his expression exasperated and his words less than convincing, "I know it hurts, Susan… But you have to be strong. We will find evidence soon enough…"What the rest of the Turnbull did not notice, however, was Frank hurrying outside, shouting, "Silverbell!"Silverbell stopped in her tracks and smiled stiffly as she slowly turned around.She really did not want to see Frank in this situation, since it undoubtedly made her look cool. She certainly did not want to leave a bad impression after being apart for so long."Frank… Lawrence. Is there something else?""He's been set up, and there's no doubt about that." Frank pointed at Walter, his tone stern. "A nerve agent was used on him, and he couldn't control himself—no, he doesn't even know what he did yesterday."Silverbell frowned, her expression

With those words, Glen turned toward Jet and said, "Gather the blackguards and go to Waver Street with Frank. We need to be serious about this."Frank would rather work alone, but he was not familiar with Morhen and had to agree to Glen's suggestion.Soon, the blackguards were sortied and departed.However, Waver Street was very far from Turnbull Estate, and it was night by the time they arrived.It was certainly a lively place, where people freely mingled, even going at it in the alley.Curses, cheers, and jeers could be heard from any corner, and Frank actually stood out like a sore thumb.He split up with Jet before walking down the street as agreed."Hey, handsome. Wanna hang out?" A flamboyantly dressed woman stood out in the street, winking at Frank with a cigarette between fingers."Come on in! Our ladies are the best!" A middle-aged woman beckoned at Frank."Sorry, I'll pass," Frank said, having no interest, and shook his head as he sidestepped them.At the same time,

"Now, now. Watch your words now, Clarity," the leader said quietly. "Ms. Lionheart is an heiress of direct lineage. You will suffer reprisals for your impudent words if the Lionhearts hear what you said."To his surprise, Clarity seemed not to care at all."Heh…" She scoffed, waving him off exasperatedly. "That's enough from you. I'm in a good mood, so I won't hold your intrusion against you just yet. However, I like this man, and I've decided no one gets to lay a finger on him as long as he's on Waver Street. Now get out.""What?"The leader was hesitant, clearly fearing Clarity.Why else would he and his men be trading glances, clearly hesitant about their next move?"Hah!"One of the goons—a peak Birthright rank— trode up, pointing at Clarity as he snapped, "You're Talnamese, so don't push it! We will have Frank Lawrence, and no one says no to the Lionhearts!""Exactly! If you want to stay on Waver Street, move aside! Stay out of Lionheart business!""We will have Frank Law

Frank snapped at the Turnbull blackguards coolly, "You were sent here, so you should be doing the Turnbulls' bidding as told. I don't care what prejudice you hold against me, but my plan is the best in this situation. So unless you have a better plan, shut up and do as you're told!"While Frank's attitude drew much shouts of disapproval from the Turnbull blackguards, Jet was holding his gaze and said firmly, "I believe Mr. Lawrence's plan makes sense in this situation. We have the numbers, and splitting up makes searching easier.""But…""No buts," Jet snapped, his brow easing as he said quietly, "This address is close from here. The sooner we secure evidence, the sooner we'll be able to assist Mr. Lawrence."Turning to level an impassive stare at Frank, he asked, "Right?""Right." Frank nodded."Good. Let's move!" Jet waved, and all the Turnbull blackguards hurried to the address Frank provided. Frank himself hurried to Jundo Showtown.-Meanwhile, Vicky had arrived outside