The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Chapter 1753



Frank's injuries were extensive anyone looking around his abdomen would be creeped out from a single glance, as they would be looking at his innards as well.

No one would usually survive something like this, but Frank was not an average Joe.

Even Madfist was left astounded by his sheer physical fortitude, and he had divine medicinal skills.

In the car, Frank had stopped his bleeding, and he took several Ichor Pills that healed the gaping hole in his abdomen at a visible rate.

Gavin, who was seated in the same car, was absolutely shocked.

They were all trying to send Frank to the hospital for rest and recovery, but he refused as he was worried about Cologne Court, insisting that they return home first.

He was worried ever since he heard over the phone that Huub Droitner would be going there, and since no one could talk him out of it, they drove straight back to Zamri.

And when they arrived, they were all left dumbfounded at the sight of the inferno, still burning away.

Frank's back was hunched as he clutched his stomach, staring blankly at the blazing mansion at the loss of words.

However, as rage soon appeared in his eyes, everyone felt the chill as if a storm was coming.

Scarface strode up to one of the middle-aged women who were watching nonchalantly by the curb, bellowing, "What the hell happened here?!" "What else could have happened?"

The middle-aged woman snorted, clearly gleeful. "Karma, I'm telling you! There used to be a gigolo who lived there, and even the gods had enough of him and destroyed the mansion."

"Exactly! Did he think just anyone gets to be the Lanecorp board chair's sugar baby? Deserved, I say!"

Frank's heart was pounding, as he realized that the neighbors only came to stand there gleefully and watch the fires burning down Cologne Court, not bothered to call for help.

Cologne Court was not only a home to him, but to Helen, Kat, Winter, Carol, and Nash too.

Vicky Turnbull and Noel York had their own rooms here as well, for whenever they dropped by.

It had not been that long, but Frank did grow attached to the place.

Looking up just then, he started toward the fire.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's he doing?!"

"Wait, isn't he Ms. Lane's sugar baby?"

"Haha! He knows he can't afford the damages after the mansion burnt down, so he must be hurting himself to excuse himself from Ms. Lane's wrath!"

"Now, now. I really doubt that he'd actually go into the fire."

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The mockery all around left Scarface furious, and he bellowed, "Who are you calling sugar baby?! That not who you think he is... b

He trailed off, because he had no idea who Frank really was.

After some hesitation, he bellowed, "He's my brother!"

"Brother? Boo..."

"Just look at his scarred face. You can tell right away that he's nothing good, just like the sugar baby."

"Hell, I think he's beneath said sugar baby..."Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Jeers and laughs of disdain answered Scarface, whose cheeks flushed red.

"Frank!"

Meanwhile, Gavin rushed up to try to stop Frank from getting into the fire, crying anxiously, "I know it hurts to see your house being burnt down, but you have to calm down!"

"I am calm," Frank said very quietly.