The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 1947

But things were different now.

There was no telling how far Heartfar's strength went. His behavior was savage on top of that, so Mr. Zoran was really concerned that he would defeat Frank's apprentice before humiliating them in full public.

They might even have their meridian nexus crippled, or worse, be killed.

He certainly could not explain himself to Lady Silverbell if that happened! It would not just be lectures or penalties that await him then, but it would be dismissal or worse—execution!

That was why Mr. Zoran could not care less about dignity or self-gain at this point. Staying alive was way more important!

That was when a girl shouted loudly and clearly, "Objection!"

Mr. Zoran turned to find that it was none other than the brat standing beside Frank.

"Why are we giving up already? We haven't taught that fuckface a lesson yet!"

Kat huffed, folding her arms before her chest. "Even if we do, we must give that prick a whopping first!"

"What?!"

Mr. Zoran's knees almost buckled right then, and he took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his brow. "Are you for real, kid?! Teaching Heartfar Quaker a lesson?!"

He certainly had no idea how the girl's brain worked—did she not just see how easily Heartfar destroyed Candor?! It was clear that Heartfar was beyond the reach of the average martial artist!

Also, teaching Heartfar a lesson? Who was she kidding?!

Unsurprisingly, Heartfar heard Kat as well and was laughing sinisterly instead of getting upset.

Grinning and showing his stark-white teeth, he stared at Kat as he said quietly, "You're brave, kiddo. Insulting me while challenging me? I wonder what you're going to say when I get you soon… Please, beg for your life."

Scarface chuckled coolly, cracking his neck so loudly that it would make anyone cringe.

"So? Mr. Zoran?"

Mr. Quaker smiled darkly at his colleague, asking, "Just look at how motivated the Zamri martial artists are! Are you really still going to concede?"

"I…"

Mr. Zoran leveled an awkward look at Frank.

He wanted to take the safest option by protecting Frank and his apprentices.

Still, he paused as Frank said calmly, "I remember making a promise to Mr. Zoran. We will claim three of the four berths."