The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 971 - チャプター 980

Naturally, Frank stood in front of him, waiting.Brusquely picking him up, he slapped him twice across the face and flung him back to his friends."Apologize!" Frank bellowed as he stood in front of a kneeling Soren, his murderous leaving the boys flinching."S-Sorry, Kat… We're just following orders… Sorry…"It was quite something, seeing every boy and bodyguard who attacked Kat earlier now kneeling and begging.Pico was going to say something but cowered behind his bar in fear at the sight, crouching as he dialed a number. "Hello, Mr. Blackfive? There's someone causing a mess in your bar. Yes, yes, yes… You should come right away!"On the other hand, while every boy and bodyguard who attacked Kat was kowtowing to her in apology, Soren never did despite being the ringleader.He was clenching his jaw and clenching his knuckles, showing no intent to yield."What, do you have something to say?" Frank growled at Soren, striding over to him and grabbing him by the hair. "I wasn't b

"Frank…"Helen frowned, realizing that Blackfive was now after him.She did not want Frank to fight, but she was not about to let herself fall to Blackfive's dirty paws either.Frank nodded. "Don't worry, just leave this to me.""So? Are we fighting our way out, master?" Kat asked. She would never doubt Frank's strength—even if she was hurt right now, she was raring to go.Blackfive goons quickly encircled them when they heard Kat, while Frank gave her a bump in the head."Quit messing around already." He sighed exasperatedly. "Haven't you caused me enough trouble?""Well, what should we do?" Kat groaned miserably. "That bastard obviously won't let it rest.""D-Dad!" Just then, Baldie gained consciousness after Frank sent him crashing into a table with a kick.As soon as he saw his father sitting on a chair, he bawled as he rushed over, sobbing over his lap, "Dad, someone just messed up our bar and beat me up!"Seeing him bawling, Frank could understand why Baldie was suc

As Frank drove, he glanced at Kat in the backseat. "Let's go to a hospital nearby.""Hold up. When did you get so friendly with the Soranos, Master Lawrence?" Kat asked, not bothered by her injuries, moving about restlessly even though Helen told her not to move."One of their retainers is my patient, that's all," Frank said.Kat whistled, impressed. "That's so cool… I think I should give up on martial arts and pick up medicine!""Why don't you actually study properly first?" Frank shot her down, not holding back at all. "Medicine requires specialized knowledge, while you don't know a thing. Would you manage to learn anything at all?""Hmph. More like you just don't want to teach me." Kat pouted, folding her arms before her chest.Frank chuckled. "Fine, then let's give you a crash course. First, you will memorize the names and the properties of ten thousand medicinal herbs, and the effects if they were mixed together."That was enough to give Kat a migraine, and she threw up her

Bang!Frank kicked open the door to the operating room, and the doctors all jumped and turned toward him in shock. "Hey! Who are you?! What are you doing here?!""How confident are you about saving the patient, doctor?" Frank asked bluntly as he strode inside, staring icily at Dr. Brent as he stood near the operating table."Well…" Dr. Brent was hesitant.The patient was maimed, but not lethally, since the torturer had been… methodical. They knew how to maximize pain but keep the victim alive.But even if there was no chance of the victim dying, a full recovery was a pipe dream too. The torturer made sure that their work was permanent, shattering the victim's thigh bones and leaving him wheelchair bound.As the doctor in charge, even he would not be able to do much with the full extent of his abilities.Moreover, he had express orders to keep the man alive and in pain—they were not supposed to help him at all, only prolong his pain."Is that so? I understand." Frank could r

Dr. Jomer kept gloating. "In the end, Draconian traditional medicine is a weak copy of modern medicine, imitating stuff like removing dead tissue and sewing open wounds. It's all just a scam."While the other doctors nodded in agreement with Dr. Jomer, Dr. Brent frowned. "Just shut up and watch what that kid's up to."Dr. Jomer shook his head and clicked his tongue. "Probably someone with a grudge. I mean, hurting that poor man even after all that? I really pity the man…"-Meanwhile, Frank placed his needles beside Nash on the operating table—it was only up close that he saw the true extent of Nash's injuries.Nash's face was left completely and gruesomely disfigured, and his ribs were almost completely broken. None of his limbs were left whole and even some tendons were cut.It was utter savagery.Frank actually felt the impulse to charge into Sorano Estate and find justice, but he could not—not until he saved Nash.Shoving two Ichor Pills into Nash's mouth, he focused as he