The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

"Stop."

Even as Til was about to escort Vicky and the others away, Rob and his men intercepted them.

Vicky scowled even as she stared at the barrels aimed at them from every direction. "Are you really so bent on becoming the next head of the Turnbull family right now?! You'd rather believe the slander someone outside your family tells you and kill your own father for it?!" "Save your breath."

Rob met Glen and Vicky's glare without flinching, even declaring proudly, "Everything I do is for the sake of this family's future! As the head of the Turnbull family, I will integrate the branch families with the main family, and only then do we have a chance to get out of this mess! You're old now, Dad-time to give it up!"

"Rob..."

Glen murmured feebly even as Vicky kept him on his feet. "Do you really think Jan Lionheart is sincerely helping you and our family? Hasn't it crossed your mind that he would turn on us once you unified the family, using you as his puppet to indirectly control our family?" Glen's son's stupidity was literally killing him, but he repressed his rage and exasperation to reason with Rob, in hopes that he would come to his senses.

Rob, however, remained adamant, even laughing coldly. "Don't think you can drive a wedge between me and my brother Jan. The man's loyalty weighs more than gold, and he considers me one of his own-he'd never do that."

Glen could only look up at the ceiling and sigh at that. "What the hell. How did I come to have such a son..."

Still, it soon became clear.

His eldest son did not have the talent for business, not to mention that he was straight-laced, stubborn, and simple-minded.

That was why Glen sent him to the military to train him, only for Rob's naivete to be exploited by the Lionherats.

If anything, Jan must have had a hand in the South Sea Crow's return, not to mention that the Lionhearts' plan here was awfully simple.

Since they were unable to take down the Turnbulls anytime soon, they decided to groom a puppet instead-which obviously was Rob.

After all, the martial artists whom

Jan massacred would definitely be asking questions with the Turnbulls after this When that happened, Rob would definitely fumble and fail to keep the peace, and that was where the Lionhearts would come in.

Talk about a well-calculated move!

And if Glen could reach that conclusion, Vicky could too.

In fact, she was leveling a saddened look at Rob and sighed. "The Lionhearts' ambition knows no bounds, and their conspiracy is there for all all to see-and yet here you are, calling them your brothers when you're just a dog to them! See the

truth already, Rob!"

"Hah! More of your lies!"

Rob remained unmoved, even gesturing for his men to cock their guns, ready to riddle everyone with bullet holes at his order.

"Til Tomek, was it?"

He turned toward Til and Kiki just

then, growling threatening, "You have one chance. Leave Turnbull Estate right this instant-my family don't need your protection. Or you'll be next, right after my brother Jan kills that manwhore!"

"Don't listen to him!" Kiki exclaimed, bracing herself despite her obvious fear towards the guns leveled at them. "Our mentor will be furious if we abandon Mr. Turnbull, and Proud Sword Sect would have to live in shame!" "I'm counting down from three."

Rob held up three fingers, however, and Til immediately hung his head, sweating all over his brow.

To be honest, he had reached the early phase of Ascendant rank. As such, guns and bullets would not hurt him much, and he could even attack and defeat Rob and his men...Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.