The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 1533

"Exactly!" Urian cried anxiously. "Y-You and your men should hurry… I'm barely holding on here!"

"You're barely holding on?"

Chet was taken aback—was that man with Noel that amazing?

Urian had over a hundred goons too, but that man could handle them all by himself?!

Chet certainly did not believe it, and it also soon occurred to him that Urian was exaggerating just to get more goodies from him.

"Sly old fox," he snorted, though he had no choice but to hurry with his men.

Still, it was curiously quiet, and there were no security guards in sight at all.

"Wait!"

Grom suddenly held up a hand to stop the others, frowning despite Chet's glare of impatience. "Chet—I mean, Mr. Jonas—don't you see that something is strange here?"

"What's strange?!" Chet snorted.

All he could think about was Noel's devastating figure and ravishing smile.

In fact, the closer he was, the less he was able to stop the fire blazing in his loins. And he actually thought he could smell Noel's perfume in the air just then!

Grom's interference was hence being interrupted while he was pulling down his pants, leaving Chet glowering.

This was his once-in-a-lifetime shot for getting it on with Draconia's top actress! If he messed this up, he would most likely not have a chance like this!

The Lionheart martial elites were frustrated by Chet's pompous attitude, but the man was still right—they could not go against his orders.

They turned toward Grom, who was seething in rage but could only sigh. "Let's go. Just make this quick."

"Yeah."

With that, the other Lionheart martial elites followed Chet, who sneered as he glanced behind at them.

Martial artists? So what? They were nothing in comparison to the Lionhearts' authority!

Even as Chet relished in his triumph, he was fantasizing how Noel would be lying limply in his bed, glaring at him but helpless.