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The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 1270

Hugh chuckled. "Since so many are watching, it's impossible for Mr. Pearce to stay his hand—not when he's suffering such blatant slander while one from his subordinate's family has been assaulted! When that happens…"

Dennis was clapping and laughing even before Hugh finished. "Frank is a dead man, and my son will be avenged!"

"Exactly!" Hugh nodded smugly—Frank would never weasel his way out of this one.

No matter how strong he was, did he stand a chance against the richest man of the east coast?

Gene had all the money and connections he needed. He just had to hire a couple of guys, and Frank would be dead as a doornail.

Even as Hugh and Dennis hatched their plan, they were leering at Frank sinisterly.

Frank sensed it too, but he could not care less since he was preoccupied—his jade fox sculpture was broken.

It was likely that there was contact when he fought the security guards earlier in the men's room, and the sculpture was slowly cracking.

If the jade marrow was extracted prematurely, the effect would diminish greatly—if it did not vaporize right away.

Having no choice, he took out the jade marrow, holding it on his palm, and mixed it with the herbs he brought, refining them into pills using his pure vigor.

That was why he was hiding there, his eyes closed.

And since he did not bring his invitation and Gene did not see him, Gene presumed he never came.

Frank then placed the pills into a small box, ready to auction one, while saving the rest for Helen, Vicky, and the others.

After all, living for another decade would certainly appeal to anyone, which was why Frank believed it would definitely work as an auction item.

When he was done preparing, Frank did not wait—the last item was an antique porcelain tableware set sold for 200 million.

Everyone in the lobby was looking forward to the next auction item, as the excitement in the hall reached a climax.

Frank stood up, but before he could announce his item, Hugh saw that and beat him to it.

It was exactly what he was waiting for, carrying the vase he brought as he strode up on stage. "Everyone, I'm auctioning this pure jade vase—a relic of an ancient civilization."

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