All Chapters of The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage: Chapter 1241 - Chapter 1250

Terry and his boys quickly knocked several men to their feet.Curiously, they were not hostile—instead, they were intent on fleeing, as if the devil himself was on their heels."Stop!" Terry barked at his boys. "What the hell is going on here…?!"He looked at the people in confusion—they were all from the Bleeders or Zomber Group.For some reason, they were not rallying for a fight, despite Terry and his boys showing up. Instead, they were fleeing for their lives!"Bro, maybe your Haki scared them off?" one of his men flattered."Shut up!" Terry snapped angrily and glanced at a square in the distance. "They were fleeing the building… if they were scared, they should be running in all directions. But they are all heading in a single direction—they had clearly planned this!""Well, what should we do? Go in?" the thugs asked Terry."Urgh, fine!"Terry bellowed after some thought. "Mr. Lawrence is inside, and we are his backup. Let's go!"Still, just as Terry was about to lead th

Seeing that Kit was still ordering him around, Peter's expression contorted viciously.Raising the brick he was holding, he smashed it violently on Kit's head!"Fuck you! I'm not a piece of shit nor a dog!" Peter bellowed as he did so. "It's all you and Larry's fault that I ended up like this! Well, I've killed Larry, and you're going to die now too!""Fucking Peter Lane! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!"Kit's vision actually blacked out for a moment, and was incensed when he reached up and felt blood on his head.This mutt who was always beneath him had just hit him!And what was it that he said… that he was the one who killed his brother Larry?!Still, Kit growled, "Hit me again, and I'll make your life a living hell—"Thump!Peter said nothing as he hit Kit in the head again with all his strength, leaving Kit completely stunned."Argh…!!!"It took the man around ten seconds to regain his senses, and he let out a blood-curdling scream when he felt the blood on his

Helen's eyes narrowed, clearly skeptical."See for yourself!" she snapped as she opened her laptop, put it in front of Frank, and played an on-scene interview."This is Piers Hershey, reporting live from the scene. I'm with Mr. Terry Cotton, a kind soul who has been helping victims of the Zomber Tower collapse. What do you think about this incident, Mr. Cotton?""Oh, it's a tragedy. We're just passing by, but it's only right to help…"Piers nodded approvingly. "You really are a model citizen of Zamri, Mr. Cotton."Terry's dramatically tearful reaction left Helen furming. "So what have you been up to again, Frank?!""Uh… We were just having tea with Kit Jameson, over a bar grill and stuff—"Lily the secretary entered just then. "Ms. Lane? A board member of Zomber Group is asking to see you."Frank sighed in relief and was ready to bail, only for Helen to catch him, snorting. "Don't think you're getting away. You either confess, or this won't be over!"Seeing Helen's hostile gla

The old man then held out a vase covered in oil paper. "If you're interested, I have a jade vase here for just 500 grand—how about it?""A jade vase?" Frank took the jade vase and shook his head after a brief glance, returning it. "It's clearly a modern object. 500 grand? I'd refuse even if it's just five bucks." He snorted and turned to leave.Two porty goons suddenly showed up, cutting off his path."Heh, kid. But you touched the vase, so you have to buy it now. If you don't…" The old man laughed coolly behind Frank, clearly threatening him.It was clearly a con, and Frank knew that they thought he would be an easy mark since he was alone and new to this place."Do I look like I'd be easily bullied?" Frank remained calm, even sneering at the old man. "Get your boys out of my face if you're smart, or I won't play nice anymore.""Oh, feisty!"The old man showed no intention of backing down, however. "But I've seen many kids who talk tough. The question is, are your bones jus

The store clerk's words reminded Frank of the geezer earlier with the yellowed teeth, and he nodded in agreement.This place was a lawless mess, and he had seen at least three victims getting conned or robbed in broad daylight.If anyone really pulled out a real treasure, they would be eaten alive.Seeing Frank's realization, the store clerk smiled. "It seems that you understand, sir. The waters of Blooming Junction run deep—the real treasures are always stored within the century-old shops instead of being put on display.""Really? And why are you telling me that?" Frank glanced at the store clerk sideways curiously.The man spread his hands and admitted, "I'll be frank, sir. I work at Jade Dragon—it's that shop over there. My job is to keep an eye out for customers with potential wandering around Blooming Junction and bring them over."I can see that you have high standards and carry yourself differently from the rest. That's why I'm recommending our establishment, while I earn