Chapter 255
The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage
Frank stared at the two men and the woman before something clicked in his head.
That was the woman he saw at Skywater Bay the other day⦠and she was clearly close with Chris!
âSo, it was you?â Frank leveled a sharp glare at her. âGo to Helen now and apologize on your knees, and I could consider sparing your lifeâ
âApologize? On my knees?â Viola snorted in disdain. âTo Helen Lane? She deserved far worse!
âWhere the fuck did this mongrel come from, barking around like that?â Troy was glaring at Frank in turn.
Viola glanced at Troy and Aiden right then. âWell, since you want revenge for Helen, I guess you just ended up playing yourself. Heâs all yours, boysâthink of it as doing me a favor.â âWhat are you saying, girl?â Troy laughed. âItâs your birthday, and we didnât bring presents. You can keep the mongrel as a pet after we break his limbs, though!â
Viola giggled. âYou boys are the best. Though Iâd just dump him in the mirrorâcanât stand the sight of him.â
As the trio began to discuss among themselves on how they should torment Frank, he could tell that Viola was completely unrepentant.
He directed his vigor and launched himself toward Troy like a missile!
Troy paled, caught off guard by Frankâs speed.
âFuck!â Troy cursedâhe had not even made a move yet, and the mongrel came to die?!
He launched his fist, meeting Frankâs punch in a split second.
Thud!
Crack!
The dull collision resounded across the room as a shockwave unfurled away from both men, followed by the sound of Troyâs forearm bones shattering!
The fragments were sent shooting upward into his arm while blood splashed away!
âArgh!!!â Troy screamed as he stumbled backward!
He did not think that he would fail to stop a single punch from Frank!
âLoser.â Frank glared at him in disdain.
He then kicked Troy in the chest, cracking his ribs loudly.
Even as Troy was sent flying, his chest appeared sunken as he puked blood!
âHow dare you! We are from South Alp Sect!â Aiden bellowed, his eyes going red!
Troy was the chiefâs son, and he ended up hurt in Aidenâs company.
What was that, if not proof of his failure to protect Troy?
He lunged toward Frank without hesitation, only for Frank to slap him. âFuck off.â
The simple slap caused another shockwave, tearing Aidenâs clothes into pieces even before. Frank made contact.
Smack!
All Aiden felt was the world spinning as his left eye was instantly bloodshot, while his suddenly limp knuckles were caught firmly in Frankâs palm.
Even his speech was suddenly less than succinct, his eyes askew and his mouth lopsided as he bumbled, âYâYou beat me⦠Weâre from South Alp Sect⦠Youâre going to dieâ¦â
âWho do you think you are, telling me to die?â Frank snorted, still holding on to Aidenâs knuckle.
Nonetheless, Aiden kept bragging without realizing he was the one in danger. âHavenât you heard of us? Our chief was a major warlord in an older dynasty⦠We still hold power even now! Anyone who messes with us will die, including you!â