The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Chapter 1630



As the feeling never faded even as Hagar watched his matriarch and entourage leave Laneville Manor in a hurry, he could not help feeling even more wary inwardly.

Meanwhile, as every member of the Yimmel family moved out, Frank clapped Dorek Yimmel on the shoulder. "Well done."

Dorek could only smile exasperatedly at the praise, as Frank's tender loving care continued throughout the night.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

He shuddered, remembering Frank's smile as he pulled out the needle from himself and the smile on his face now.

The horror that was the man was now deeply ingrained in his mind, just as two needles taught him the worst pain there is in life.

He trembled even as he remembered his pain and could kill the Dorek from yesterday who came to establish himself.

He would never dare spout rubbish like Draconia's martial artists being charlatans or whatnot either, having gotten a lesson to remember yesterday. He had surrendered unconditionally to that extreme torment.

Never betraying the Yimmels?

Hostile takeover?

None of that mattered now he was willing to do anything as long as Frank let him live.

Even Frank was left wondering if he went too far, as he watched Dorek sit limply on the floor, staring into thin air.

Still, he soon remembered that a rich kid like Dorek would never get hurt or punished, and that it was only natural that he broke down when he was put through a pain that would make him wish he was dead.

Shaking his head, Frank threw Dorek out of his thoughts and called Burt Yorkman, the top law enforcement officer of Riverton was still his apprentice, after all.

"Bring your men and rescue the Lane family from Laneville Manor. Yeah, you should go right now."

After giving Burt his orders, Frank turned to see the swollen-faced Peter Lane and chuckled before throwing him a pill.

"Dissolve that in a glass of water and

share it with the boys," he said.

"After that, contact Terry Cotton and

call up every member of the Lanecorp health and safety

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department. Try to hide everyone in Lanecorp Tower without drawing attention."

Chuckling coolly, Frank then finished, "If there's not enough space, have them wait outside. We're hosting a party for Yora Yimmel."

"Alright!" Peter exclaimed and left excitedly with the pill.

"Frank, don't you think this is too much?" Helen asked.

She was naturally aware of how many personnel were working in Lanecorp's health and safety department. Forget Lanecorp Tower-they would fill several skyscrapers!

"It's fine."

Frank smiled. "Since the Yimmels are intent on using violence, we just have to show them who really owns Zamri!"

Helen could not help smiling in relief, seeing such confidence from Frank.

There was an ounce of sentiment in her gaze too, as Frank turned the tables when things appeared so dire for them.

On every occasion he worked his magic, Helen was no different from an innocent maiden, waiting for his helping hand, even though she was the head of a billion dollar company. Content belongs to

At that moment, she was suddenly wondering what on earth she had been thinking, when she was rejecting him in the past...