The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

After all, while the production crew could not afford to mess with Frank, the same could be said for Willy too.

As such, they were left watching hesitantly, as they could neither discourage Kelly because of her threat, nor encourage her since Frank was right there. "Hmph. Who cares? Let her die all she wants-we can't stop her anyway," a woman said quietly in a corner just then.

"What?! Who said that?!"

Kelly frowned furiously when she heard those words but could not find the one who said them.

On the other hand, Frank was silent for a while before flashing his bright white teeth in a smile. "So, Ms. Handel, was it? What are you going to do?"

It was a dangerous smile that sent the production crew retreating, knowing that Frank was furious just then, and keeping it bottled at that.

Some were even shooting Kelly looks of sympathy.

It seemed that she really still thought herself invincible, having Willy as her patron, and not knowing that said patron was sent packing just because Frank told him to fuck off. "Oh, nothing much..."

Kelly turned her attention back to Frank, giving him a dramatic look of disdain before snorting. "It seems the apple really doesn't fall far from the tree... Now kowtow to me three times, and that would make up for your sister's misdeed. Or you and her are going to die!" Hearing Kelly's haughty threat, Frank laughed despite himself.

The production crew was retreating further away in panic, leaving Kelly further perplexed.

What the hell were they doing over there?

"Kelly Handel! If you have a death wish, you just have to say it!"

Kat glowered even as she strode up and grabbed Kelly by the collar, growling furiously, "I will grant you your wish right now!"

Fear showed on Kelly's face when she saw that the brat was ready to hit her, though that fear soon faded in place of glee.

She even puffed her chest and

goaded, "Why don't try hitting meet

again? Willy Sorano will be here soon, and when he's here, both of

you would-"

Smack!

Kat slapped her audibly across the face before she could finish, leaving her stupefied.

"Y-You hit me again?!"

Kelly clutched her swollen cheek as she cried out in disbelief.

Smack!

Kat was certainly sticking true to her guns, slapping Kelly again without another word. "Argh!"

Kelly shrieked even as she shrugged free from Kat's grip, clutched her swollen cheek

production and glaring at the

crew in disbelief. "What

are you mooks doing?! Are you just going to watch while that brat hits me?! Don't you know that my brother is Willy Sorano?!"

She thought someone would finally come to stop Kat, but no one was coming forward no matter how she bellowed.

If anything, they were moving further away.

"F-Fine! You wretches are conspiring to bully me! I'll call my brother from now on... You're all dead! You will all pay!"

Kelly cried even as she whipped out

els

her phone and called a number, even putting the call on speaker on purpose and holding her phone straight at Frank. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.