The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Alda strode up and snapped, "Don't think you're untouchable just because you have a couple of friends. None of you can even lay a finger on us!"

"Hoho..." Redhead was delighted. "And here I thought those two were treasures, but there are more and better ones!"

He was actually jealous of Frank—what did he have going for him aside from his looks anyway? It was unfair that he had so many babes with him!

"What did you say?!" Alda snapped.

"I'm calling you a slut! What?! Are you happy now?!"

Redhead had no idea who he was messing with at all.

Frank was suddenly in front of him, lifting him effortlessly and throwing him to Alda like a rag doll.

Then, he broke Redhead's legs while shoving his face to the dirt and snapped, "Apologize!"

The punks behind Redhead were shocked-who was that man?! That was such a powerful move!

Redhead, who had never been this humiliated before, was livid. "W-What are you spacing out for?! Hit him!"

The punks all charged at Frank, but Frank simply kicked each of them and sent them flying, flooring them in just thirty seconds.

If he had not been watching with his own eyes, Redhead would really doubt that such an unassuming man would deal with so many people so easily!

"W-Who the hell are you?"

"Good question, but you just have to know that he's untouchable." Drunken Moon smirked.

Knowing that he had no chance now, Redhead started begging, "Please just take it easy on me, man. I'll do anything!"

Frank refused, however, and kicked him to the floor again. "Apologize first!"

Redhead did not hesitate. "I'm sorry for insulting you, miss! That was a mistake. Please forgive me!"

Alda laughed. "Words alone don't amount to much. Prove it with your actions!"

"You're too much!"

"What was that?!" Frank glared at Redhead viciously.

Terrified, Redhead continued slapping himself once more, apologizing profusely as he did.

Frank nodded in satisfaction. "Keep doing that for another thirty minutes, and I might consider letting you go. Hesitate for even a moment, and you're getting it."

"Hngh...!" Redhead wanted to snap at Frank but did not dare to.

There was no helping it since Frank was overwhelmingly powerful, and he was no match for him.

At the same time, Frank and the ladies returned inside the cottage.

Drunken Moon was at once

praiseful. "One would expect nothing less from the man chosen by the spiritron vein. It's lucky that I recognized the gap between us early on and always treated you with appropriate respect, or who knows what I'd be in for."

Jada Turin giggled. "You must be joking, Your Excellency. With your beauty, you'd make another fine addition to the harem!"

Drunken Moon nodded. "In that case, there's no telling who's really losing out in the deal!"

As they laughed, Frank turned toward Rina. "They're just joking. Don't worry about

it."

Rina smiled and nodded, while Frank turned back to Drunken Moon. "By the way,

I take it that you have a reason to visit?"

Drunken Moon nodded. "I'd like to

take a look at the meteorite. You know how senile those geezers can get, always thinking the worst of everyone else as if they would take the meteorite for themselves.

"They really can't stop to think that

with your strength, you didn't even

have to steal... Anyway, words only help that much-they want me to record a video, if that's alright?" noveldrama