All Chapters of The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

Frank presumed things would have ended without a fuss when Fred caught on to Marian's duplicity, since Fred was always a wuss.He certainly did not expect him to be beaten to a pulp and regretted not following him into the hotel.And Marian's nonchalant reaction to Fred's pain only left Frank further disgusted!"Could you stoop any lower, Marian Henley?" Frank growled. "You cheated on Fred, and he caught you, but you turned on him and had him beat up?!"Brock was too busy thinking what he should do to Fred to worry about Frank. "Fuck off, boy. This isn't your fight.""It's none of your business." Marian snorted haughtily beside Brock. "If anything, you should be worried about yourself."Frank promptly leapt up and slapped Marian across the face!He would rather not lay his hands on a woman, but he really could not stand scum like Marian!"Argh!" Marian screamed, and turned miserably towards Brock. "Mr. Summer! She hit me!"Brock was already furious. Seeing that Frank was bent

Fred had made those handmade guns himself but never used them for years.He concealed them under his clothes and stepped out of his room.Carol was already cooking, and seeing her son, she quickly said, "Dinner's ready soon. Go set up the table.""I won't be needing dinner," Fred said, walking up to her side. "I'm leaving soon.""Leaving?" Carol was taken aback. "It's going to be dark soon.""Something came up at the office," Fred explained. "Also, if anything happens, you should call Frank Lawrence."Carol's female intuition was screaming to her right then that something bad was going to happen.Grabbing Fred by the arm, she asked, "What are you hiding from me, Fred? You know you can tell me, whatever it is.""I'm fine," Fred smiled. "You're being paranoid now, Mom. I'm going now."And with those words in parting, he left, leaving Carol ruminating the seemingly loaded meaning in his words.After some thought, she called Frank. "Hello? Is this Mr. Lawrence?"Frank just arriv

"Argh!!!" Brock's scream resounded in his office.In a corner, Marian's face turned as pale as a sheet—she was certainly scared to death, never expecting the wuss Fred to actually shoot!As she stumbled and dropped on her bottom, Brock was clutching what was left of his left arm and rolling around on the floor!"Fuck you… You shot me?!" He stammered through the agony, "Y-You're dead… I-I'll kill you…"However, Fred's eyes only reddened at the sight of Brock's blood spilling all over the floor.Brock's threat only drove him into a frenzy, but he was not about to let Brock die so quickly!He brought his gun to bear and shot Brock in the thigh!"Argh!!!"There was a burst of blood mist in the air as Brock let out a blood curdling scream!Two shots, and he was a cripple!Brock saw the madness in Fred's eyes just then, and finally realized he should be begging."Please… Stop… Just let me go…" "Let you go?" Fred laughed maniacally. "Hahaha! Weren't you telling me to shoot just a

Seeing that Fred was disarmed, Marian breathed a sigh of relief."Don't waste your breath with him, Mr. Yaffe," she quickly said, eager for Seth to kill Fred right then to spare her from further trouble. "He shot Mr. Summer—you have to make him pay!"At the same time, Fred pulled Seth's dagger out of his shoulder with an impassive look.No pain could match the pain in his heart at this point!And seeing that he was still resisting, Seth jammed a foot on his shoulder and started to rain punches on Fred's face! "Fuck you!" he bellowed. "Still trying to play the tough guy, huh?!"Fred's previous head injury ruptured right then, and blood flowed freely again.He tried to fight back, but he was no match for Seth—even if he was just some rich kid, he had been instructed in martial arts at Flying Sword Sect since a child.Seth then kicked him, sending him flying and crashing against the stairs for embarrassing him before!As he lay limply, seemingly not even having the strength to g

Seeing that Seth would suffocate soon, his bodyguards' leader quickly snapped, "This isn't your fight, son. Just let Mr. Yaffe go…"Frank laughed icily. "You do it. I just caught this one myself—not about to let him go."The bodyguards' leader glanced at Fred behind himself. So they were together?He studied Frank right then and was soon relieved to see that Frank was unarmed. "Think carefully about this, son," he said. "You're making enemies of the Yaffe family. Perhaps you don't know who they are?""Save your introductions. I know them just fine." Frank waved him off impatiently. "Flying Sword Sect's Riverton Branch, was it? What's that impressive? Even your chief has to watch his manners in my presence."The bodyguards' leader was left pursuing his lips. "Son…"Their chief had to watch his manners in his presence? Who the fuck did he think he was?Nonetheless, Frank dangled Seth in front of him just then. "Word of advice? Let my boy go, or this one will be dead soon enough.