Semua Bab The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage: Bab 1621 - Bab 1630

And with Mark Lane around, no one was chasing Helen or Frank out of the Lane family. Baba Yaga leveled Frank a troubled look just then and sighed. "The plan was to come after you after the Lane family exiled you… but that's unnecessary now. The gap between us is insurmountable—schemes and traps are nothing but a joke in the face of absolute power."We were all working under the impression that the Lane family helped you to succeed… but sadly, it was the other way around."Hearing her sigh, Frank also realized how many thought his success was thanks to the Lane family, and Baba Yaga was no exception.In other words, she was saying that she was convinced Frank would be nothing once he lost the Lane family, whom she had assumed were his backers.At best, he was a young but accomplished martial artist.The reality that Frank was really the one supporting the Lane family was an insider detail, something which escaped even key members and executives of the Lane family.Frank nodded i

"We're evicting you from Lanecorp!" Dorek laughed. "It belongs to us Yimmels from now on, along with anything else you own! Hand everything over!"Frank scowled. "So you're going to take it from us?""We are, and what about it?" Dorek chuckled confidently, twirling his bangs. "My great grandmother has taken over Laneville, and it's just a matter of time before we gobble up the rest. I'm just beating my brother to get the largest piece of the pie… So are you going to fight me or not? Show me your shitty Draconian martial arts!"Dorek looked no more than eighteen, but he was utterly pompous and unseemly to the point of stupid.Frank actually thought that might be the case—did the brat think that beating Lanecorp's security and getting inside Helen's office meant taking over Laneocrp?Still, he sighed exasperatedly as he glanced behind at the Lanecorp health and safety department personnel left on the floor.Stupidity aside, the brat could throw a punch."What's your name?" Frank a

Seeing how naive the rich playboy was, Frank sneered, his eyes narrowing. "Did you really think Lanecorp Tower is a place you can come and go as you please?""Shit! Well, what do you want? To kill me?!"Dorek wheeled on him impatiently but stiffened when he saw the look on Frank's face, his heart skipping a beat.Terror he had never known seized him, and a frightening thought occurred in his mind right then—the man might just really kill him!"W-What do you want?! I'm telling you, I'm the third child of the main Yimmel family. If you lay a finger on me…"Dorek trailed off, deflated since he had already pulled the same move before, only to get a vicious slap across the face.Was there even a point to his threat now?"Hehe…"Even as Dorek felt afraid for his life, Frank suddenly chuckled, albeit savagely. "So… Yora Yimmel is in Laneville now?"Dorek appeared taken aback but nodded hesitantly. "Y-Yes…"Frank nodded. "In that case, I need you to do me a solid—you will bring the k

In Yora's mind, her great-grandson Dorek must have caused trouble somehow, as it was a routine for him to call her and ask her to clean up after him whenever he did.However, Yora was herself feeling grumpy at the moment and hung up since she had no patience to find out what trouble Dorek had caused now.It was therefore surprising that Dorek called her again, and the ringing in the silent conference room left Yora endlessly annoyed.She eventually gave in and answered, snapping impatiently, "Dorek—whatever this is about, it can wait. I'm busy right now."Still, Dorek quickly exclaimed before she could hang up, "Please, Madam Yimmel! Don't hang up—I just did something amazing for the family!"Hearing that, Yora glanced in confusion at the other members of the Yimmel family, all perplexed too.In everyone's mind, Dorek was the typical troublemaking rich playboy who never did anything for the family.If anything, they were just happy that he was not causing trouble."Ahem… And wh

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.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?Hostil