All Chapters of The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage: Chapter 591 - Chapter 600

Beside them, Olive finally had enough and snapped at Vicky, "Why are you meddling? Mr. Sorano is just taking his employee. Why would you want to catch this heat? Are you going to drag us into a fight against the Soranos?!"Ivana and the rest could only stay in their seats awkwardly.Olive was right that they would never dare challenge the Soranos, which was why they never said anything from the start.Hubert chuckled in turn as he turned to Olive. "Oh, at least this pretty face knows her place. What's your name?" "I'm Olive Perkins," she replied excitedly."Haha! Good, you've got style." Hubert chuckled, rubbing his chin. "Would you sign up with Sorano Media? Rest assured, you'll be our next big thing!"Olive was delighted. "Thank you, Mr. Sorano!" "Here's my card. I'm staying in Room 1008—come over later so I can give you an audition." Hubert handed her his card.While Olive took it excitedly and thanked Hubert profusely, the adults around the table only knew all too well wh

"Oh… Okay, here."The bodyguard was still completely confused, unsure what had just happened as he blankly passed the salt shaker to Frank.As he stared blankly at Frank while he sprinkled salt over his food, Frank suddenly paused and turned to him in curiosity. "What are you looking at me for? Didn't your employer tell you to do something earlier?"The bodyguard came to his senses at Frank's words, and lunged toward Corey with an angry cry alongside the other bodyguards.However, the outcome was no surprise—the bodyguards might be good, but they were no match for someone who could wield vigor.In fact, Corey had some moves too. His hair was a mess and his clothes were torn, but after a tough fight, he managed to floor all of Hubert's bodyguards."A vigor wielder? Just you wait!" Hubert snapped, but he quickly fled the banquet hall as he realized that the odds were against him.Ivana ran up to Corey right then, her eyes twinkling as she exclaimed, "That was so cool, Corey! You k

Just as Corey closed his eyes and resigned himself to die, a cool voice suddenly spoke up. "Are you done? It's time you leave.""What?"Corey was familiar with the voice.Was that not Frank Lawrence, Vicky's gigolo? He suddenly dared to speak up, but it had to be now of all times? Was he suicidal?Even as Corey opened his eyes, he was left stunned.Zorn had his fist poised to strike at Corey's head, but Frank remained impassive even as he held onto his wrist.Zorn could not seem to move at all and was sweating all over his brow!"Who the hell are you?!" Hubert finally saw that Frank had seized Zorn's wrist but thought that Zorn was merely caught off guard. "Kill them! Kill every single one in this room! Leave no one alive!"However, Zorn was not moving at all, and Hubert thought he did not hear him as he snapped angrily, "Didn't you hear me, Zorn?! What are you spacing out for?!"In reality, Zorn just could not say it—Frank was holding on to his wrist like a hydraulic clamp,

Later."Here's Room 106. You can stay here."After getting Kiki settled in his mansion, Frank mused to himself before striding outside.A limousine slowly emerged out of the dark road, stopping in front of him.Frank stood there and sighed. "It seems that Hubert Sorano is really bent on dying.""Brat, did you think you could come out unscathed after challenging the Soranos?!" an elderly black-clad man with a gray beard bellowed as he alighted, glaring at Frank haughtily. "You'll pay for your impudence!""And you'll pay for your ignorance," Frank calmly retorted.The old man glowered but soon laughed. "Some weaning brat like you threatening me? Who do you think you are?""Funny. I could say the same, geezer." Frank's eyes flashed, and he suddenly shot forward like a lightning bolt without a word, reappearing right in front of the old man."What?!"The old man's glare of disdain froze, caught in disbelief by Frank's speed.He promptly raised his arms to block Frank's oncomin

Frank turned toward Olive, his glare murderous. "This is no place for you to speak."However, Olive was not afraid of him at all, even puffing her chest as she stood before Frank. "You're only banking on Vicky Turnbull's support! Her family might have some influence, but Mr. Sorano here doesn't fear them, let alone a gigolo like you! Know your place!" "Just shut up already!" Hubert snapped at her, as he could sense danger—Frank's expression had turned cool from Olive's string of insults, and the dark aura around him was growing stronger!However, Olive showed no sign of stopping, even continuing to provoke Frank. "Mr. Sorano has already looked into you. You have an ex-wife who's going to marry Chaz Graves in a couple days, don't you? If I were you, I'd be hiding somewhere quiet and crying my eyes out. Whoever gave you the balls to come here and harass Mr. Sorano?!"Then, she yelled haughty outside, "Zorn! Lampon! What are you doing?! Why did you let this bastard in?! Get him out o