The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 1991

"What?!"

Carlo was left stupefied by his son's exclamation.

For this party, he had called over the strongest muscle he had from the midlands.

His aim was simple, too—after the party was over, he would demonstrate to Zamri's wealth and power the depths of Carlo Group's strength: fifty Birthright-ranked elites!

"Are you serious…?!"

Carlo was caught in disbelief even as he stared at his son—those fifty Birthright-ranked elites were the trump cards that his company had consolidated over the years, and they were all gone without warning?

However, he also knew that his son would never joke around on an occasion such as this!

"It's true!"

Fredo was yelling hysterically, shedding tears in a nervous breakdown as he finally revealed why he was totally horrified. "I watch with my own eyes… Frank Lawrence wiped out every martial elite we had, all by himself! Let's give up on the east coast already!"

"A-All by himself?!"

Carlo was stupefied.

He had known that Frank was very strong, but just not how strong.

On top of that, he was plenty confident that he was strong too. Even if he was no martial artist himself, he had command over a group of martial artists, trained by his family since childhood and willing to serve Carlo Group with their lives.

In fact, those martial artists were the reason many of Carlo's rivals feared him back when he started out in the midlands, becoming the backbone of his company's strength.

After all, he was calling his most loyal bodyguard, the strongest among the fifty Birthright-ranked elites under his command.

The man was also downstairs, awaiting orders, and would definitely answer if Carlo called.

In fact, there was only one reason he was not answering—he was already dead.

As the fact was starting to sink in, Carlo stumbled backward, his fingers clenching around his phone as he stared at Frank in disbelief. "W-Who the hell are you?!"

"That has nothing to do with you," Frank retorted coolly before adding calmly, "Leave an arm behind, and I will allow you to leave Zamri. Refuse, and you will die!"

"What?! Y-You're out of line!" Carlo's face darkened.

How dare Frank demand one of his arms! He was the head of Carlo Group!