The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Caught off guard, Frank was at first confused as to why he was splashed in the face but was quickly incensed at Jackie's tone.

"Do you want to die?" Frank growled as he slowly looked up, his glare murderous.

Jackie flinched in surprise, though he soon calmed down and scoffed. "Oh, my-color me surprised, you really know how to look scary! Go on, tell me... which gang are you from?" "Gang?"

Frank, who was not having it, seized Jackie by the collar and slammed him on the table.

It shattered with a loud crash, drawing everyone's attention right then.

"What? What happened?"

"Hey, isn't that Jackie Xinder? Shit, someone's got him!"

As everyone looked on, Jackie was left stupefied even as he collapsed on his knees before Frank, his face covered in blood.

What? The bastard started getting physical at a moment's notice?!

"I'm giving you one chance. Get out of my sight," Frank snapped at Jackie just then.

He did not go further with the blind fool, as he had noticed the looks of panic around them. He certainly had no intention of killing in public since he needed to be considerate toward Helen. "You bastard..."

Nonetheless, Jackie was snarling.

He had been strutting in Norsedam for years he was naturally no greenhorn, being able to become the manager of a nightclub franchise. Aside from above average affinity for the service industry, he naturally had the assistance of certain gang elements as well. Naturally, he was not about to let it slide.... not when some gigolo who had just come to town hurt him!

"Just you wait! My people will be here soon-don't run if you have pair!" è bellowed, clutching his

bleeding mouth and nose as his face

contorted in fury.

Still, it was upon closer inspection that Frank noticed Jackie's face was ruined more than he had expected.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

He was just wondering how did Jackie's entire nose skew to the side when he had only hit him once and realized then that Jackie had plastic surgery.

Naturally, Frank was not afraid of

Jackie's threat either, even pulling

off Jackie's suit as he returned to his seat and used the suit as a

wipe his wet face and hair

"Go on, I'll be waiting right here. But you best be sure-like I said, this is your last chance. I'd advise you not to mess with me!" Frank sneered even as he threatened Jackie before adding, "Oh, and Helen Lane is mine. A mook like you would never deserve her." "Whatever you say!"

Jackie was further incensed by Frank's threat and was left watching as Frank threw his suit which was worth several hundred grand.

A rich woman bought it for him, and not only was Frank using it like a towel, but he even stamped his feet on it!

He certainly hated Frank's gut right then-a mere gigolo laying a finger on him? Even the top gangs in Norsedam had to show him respect! "Just you wait!" Jackie bellowed and stormed off.

After all, he could see that while Frank was a gigolo like him, Frank knew real martial arts.

And having the experience of dealing

with crises over the years, Jackie refrained from confronting Frank directly in case he was really a martial artist. After all, one should always know when to back down.

Hence, even as the crowd outside the wedding hall looked on, he grumpily held his bleeding nose as he strode off to make a few calls.

"Hey, Plum. It's me, Jackie... Yeah, I got beaten up at..."

"Hey, Scorpion. I'm in a pinch here. Could you send your boys over...?"