All Chapters of The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage: Chapter 651 - Chapter 660

The stairs inside the building had already collapsed, and no one could go up from there.Frank simply scaled the handrail that remained with the agility of a monkey and leapt up to the fifth floor in just half a minute."Mona! Winter!" he shouted as he released a burst of pure vigor to disperse the thick smoke."Frank! Over here!" A meek shout from Mona could be heard from the lecture hall down the hallway.Frank rushed toward it, running along the wall to leap over a wall of flames, bounding through the fire and promptly pulling both Mona and Winter into his arms.While Winter had passed out, Mona looked up anxiously at him. "We couldn't get out. The stairs were on fire!""Just hold on tight!" Frank exclaimed.His vigor charging in his meridian nexus, he released a violent burst of pure vigor from his palm, parting the sea of flames before him and the blackened walls behind it.Bang!Outside the campus gates, Jean looked up, stunned by the violent explosion.She then saw the

Maron's eyes widened. "What?! The bastard's pure vigor is so firm!"Even before he could react, Frank danced like a dragon, moving so quickly that he was leaving afterimages behind him.He leapt into the ranks of the black-clad men and soon screams and smacking could be heard, while weapons and limbs were sent flying into the air.And the more Frank fought, the better he became.All the black-clad men were floored in five minutes, and Frank stood upon them.Punching the last one's face inside, Frank sent him flying and rolling to Maron's feet.With that, only Maron and Frank were left standing, with Frank glaring at Maron in disdain. "That's all you brought? A bunch of vigor wielding weaklings?""Oh, I was not hoping for them to do anything to you…" Maron smiled. "They've bought enough time for me. See, I'm teaching you a lesson here, Frank Lawrence—might not make right. So what if you can hold yourself in a fight? You still need influence and connections."Laughing coolly, he

The voice in his headset issued an order in Talnamese too. "Follow her, and find out where she got that ruby.""Yes, sir," the man replied as he got up, impassive as he followed Cindy, who was still reveling in delight.-Later that night, Janet said her goodbyes with her colleagues at Flora Hall, turned off the lights, and was ready to head home.Just as she picked up her bag, she noticed a slender figure collapsed by the shadows of the wall."What?" Janet moved closer to find a woman covered in injuries.Scabs had built up over her wounds—new and old, while her clothes were in pieces."Hello? Hey!" Janet walked up, gently patting her on the cheek."Frank… Frank Lawrence…" the woman suddenly murmured."Frank Lawerence?" Janet exclaimed in shock and leaned in to listen to the woman's feeble whispers.But there was no mistaking it—she had said Frank Lawrence."Could she be Frank's girlfriend?!" Janet promptly went to work, calling in her colleagues who had not let her carry t

Frank mused to himself even as he held Quinn's searing gaze, but he eventually shook his head."It's probably too late. I don't think anyone can reason with Maron Ocean, and Sage Lake Sect wouldn't change their mind even if you returned."Pausing, he then continued, "Moreover, you're worth nothing to the Sage Lake Sect after your father's death. Instead of retaliating against the Salazar's like you said, Maron would just have me killed to get more out of this."Frank's dissection left Quinn's face paling in despair.After all, she knew that everything Frank said was right.As soon as Bocek's meridian nexus was destroyed, he and Quinn knew that there was no longer any place for them in Sage Lake Sake.They wanted to return just to gather their allies and use their reputation to reclaim whatever fortune they had before they left.Now that Bocek was dead, any influence he had had gone up in smoke.It was pointless even if Quinn returned now—no one would listen to her, and she migh

The technique in question was the Needles of Nine Animus.Frank projected his pure vigor, coiling it around the acupoint needles as translucent threads after disinfecting them.Then, taking aim at Quinn's acupoint, he focused all his attention to the epidermis as he slowly pressed one needle into her belly."Ahhh…" Quinn moaned in a way that would send imaginations running wild."Hold on," Frank told her, breaking a rare drop of sweat over his brow.He had never used this acupuncture technique before, since he had only read about it in a book from Mystic Sky Sect's forbidden section.This acupuncture technique accelerated regeneration, regardless of how severe the injury could be. While that was as unbelievable as it was illogical, it was not a technique that healed all injuries and maladies. Instead, it was a radical technique to be used in extreme circumstances because it burned through the person's potential and vigor limit in exchange for quickened regeneration.It was undou