The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

The apothecary owner laughed in pain. "You should see the look on your face! Hell, it puzzles me that I'm that sentimental."

Zangi laughed with him, though he was definitely a lot more pleased he would do anything as long as he was not fired!

Frank entered just then, putting down the fruit basket and other gifts he brought before pulling out a chair to sit. "How are you feeling?"

"What are you doing here, sir?" Zangi was at once surprised and delighted.

"I'm involved in this too," Frank said solemnly. "Why wouldn't I be here? Also, where are they? Have they shown their faces since?"

"They wouldn't dare. They're scared we'd extort them!"

Zangi snorted, shaking his head. "But don't worry. I was the go-between, so I have a responsibility to keep you from harm.

Frank smiled but said nothing-it was already good enough that Zangi had such sincerity, and he would not really let Zangi rush ahead in this fight.

The kid was at worst a little greedy, but he was kind at heart.

And without connections or the strength to fight, Frank would not let him stand alone!

"You don't have to worry about it," he told Zangi. "I'll make him apologize soon enough."

"No, sir! They are really tough and you should stay away!" Zangi quickly said. "Those people are thugs! Scumbags!"

"Who's a scumbag again?"

Someone asked just as Zangi finished, and Mr. Quaker and his friends strode in.

Despite having messed up the apothecary, Mr. Quaker was still bent on getting more money. That was

why he brought his friends along to threaten Zangi, only to run straight into Frank!

"I really thought you'd never step up!"

Mr. Quaker sneered as he strode up to Frank. "You have two choices. Either pay me ten mil and we let this slide, or you will all pay for this!"

Frank smiled in wry amusement.

"Maybe don't leave the house-even

the way you threaten is soft ase

cotton. Did you really think anyone would fall for that?"

Furious, Mr. Quaker snapped, "Don't push it!"

Frank shrugged. "That's my one flaw. I really like to push it!"

Worried that Mr. Quaker would back down, friends quickly encircled

Frank like they were ready for a fight. "Oh, so you want some of this?!"

"Give it a rest!"

Zangi snapped, livid. "Bullying with numbers on your side?! Do you think that's fair?!" Mr. Quarker's friends simply laughed. "Sorry, but we call the shots around here!"

"Really?" Frank lost all patience right then. "Then make your choice. Would

you rather your arms one?

be broken?"

Everyone was at first surprised before laughing out loud again.

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"You can really talk tough huh, kid?"

"What, are you going to beat us up? All by yourself?!"

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"You've heard of Bruce Lee, haven't you? He could only take on seven men by himself—are you saying you're better?"

Frank growled coolly, "I wouldn't know, so why don't we put it to the test?"noveldrama

They were just getting restless from the lack of action and hence charged at Frank, fists upraised.

However, they were not even martial artists-how were they ever going to hope to match him?

They were all floored in the blink of an eye with broken limbs, each worse off than the next! Zangi, the apothecary owner, and Mr. Quaker all turned pale in shock.