The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 358

While Hans was being vaguely subtle, Robert knew enough to understand that Frank was the anonymous tip.

Still, he quickly nodded without asking further questions. "Good work, colonel. Is there anything I can help with?"

Hans barked, "Arrest every member of Flying Sword Sect. I'll be in charge of the interrogation."

"Of course." Robert nodded and turned to bark at his men to help Hans' soldiers load the members of the Flying Sword Sect into the truck.

As Kuno was shoved to the ground by two soldiers while they cuffed him, he was snapping, "Hold it! I am the chief of Flying Sword Sect! Who are you people? You can't arrest me! You have no right!"

Never had he suffered such ignominy!

However, his outburst merely left Hans frowning, and he suddenly punched him in the solar plexus.

Kuno's face turned beet red as his eyes rolled up in its sockets, and he could feel gastric juice churning upward in his gut.

Hans did not remove his hand, however—he spread his palm, his fingers digging into Kuno's abdomen like claws.

As Kuno screamed on top of his lungs, Hans leveled an icy look at him and demanded, "Do I have the right now?"

Kuno was trembling in fear even as he sweated buckets. "Brother, we can talk about this. Flying Sword Sect is plenty wealthy… You just have to say the word, anything you need…"

Hans chuckled coolly. "Nice. Bribery? That's another criminal charge on your head. Show him some proper hospitality, boys!"

"What…"

Kuno pursed his lips and snapped furiously, "Don't push me! My family has considerable influence in Riverton!"

That simply piqued Hans' interest. "Oh, so you're now a crime family? Search every nook and cranny, boys—don't let slip any piece of evidence!"

"Yes, sir!" the soldiers all replied at once and shoved Kuno into a truck.

"Dad, what's happening here?" Jan was shoved inside the same truck even before he knew what was happening.

In fact, Hans did not have to tell them—none of them would have breathed a word anyway.

Hans started to turn and leave, but Robert hurried to him. "Mr. Schnee, it's rare for you to travel all this way to Riverton—why don't you stop by my humble abode?"

"No, thanks. I'm still busy," Hans replied summarily.

"In that case, I would like to ask a little favor," Robert pressed. "See, I have a question…"

"What is it?"

"Who is Mr. Lawrence, really?" Robert asked very softly.

Hans frowned. "Should you really be asking that?"

His stern tone startled Robert, who awkwardly explained, "No, you misunderstand, colonel. My daughter has been a longtime admirer of Mr. Lawrence, and they are even intimate… but Mr. Lawrence has never told me about his roots."