The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 4

The air in the room cracked. 

Yara struck with power and determination, exchanging over a dozen blows with Frank in no time at all. 

The latter had no intention to hurt, however, merely doing enough to defend himself. 

Even if he was not in peak condition, Yara was never going to best him. 

“Stop it, Yara,” Vicky snapped from the bed just then. 

Yara did as she was told, though she was also giving Vicky a wounded look. “That brat…” 

“That’s enough,” Vicky said flatly. “Show some manners—Mr. Lawrence is here to help me.” 

In reality, Vicky was upset with Frank as well, since Yara’s father was her mentor. 

However, as the heiress to her family legacy and herself a martial arts prodigy, she should stay calm at all times. 

Moreover, she could immediately tell that Frank’s abilities were outstanding when he exchanged blows with Yara, and that he was clearly holding back. 

That was why she told Yara to stop—Yara would definitely lose if he went all out. 

Naturally, Yara would not disobey Vicky, and she quietly backed away. 

Vicky then turned toward Frank and asked, “Since you’ve stated the cause of my condition, Mr. Lawrence, what treatment are you suggesting?” 

Walter and Trevor turned as well, only to find Frank lowering his head, stroking his chin in thought and frowning. 

“Mr. Lawrence, could there be some difficulty?” Trevor asked gingerly. 

“No, it’s a minor condition that can be treated quickly,” Franks replied as he slowly looked up and turned to Vicky. “I didn’t expect the technique you learned to be so rubbish. You can walk again, but all your progress would be lost… That said, I’ve already perfected that technique, so just train in the way I instruct you to and you’ll be in peak form within the year.” 

Yara’s knuckles clenched as she glared at Frank. “Even if it’s rubbish, you were powerless against my clan’s technique.” 

Even Trevor was left feeling awkward—Frank was being too frank! He could at least spare the heiress of Boltsmacker some dignity because she was standing right there! 

Nonetheless, Frank turned toward Yara and said bluntly, “I’m only showing this once. Watch closely.” 

As he directed his Ki with both hands, his clothes began to flap loudly. 

Boom. 

Frank took a step forward and suddenly shot toward Yara like a bullet! 

Yara smiled—he was the one attacking. She never forced him! 

She charged her palm with Bolstmacker, meeting Frank’s attack instantly! 

“Don’t hurt him, Yara!” Walter cried. 

“Please hold back, Mr. Lawrence!” Trevor exclaimed at the same time. 

At the same time, Vicky was staring fixedly at Frank, her mouth hanging wide open. “I-Is that Boltsmacker?!” 

There was no mistaking it when she practiced it for over a decade. Frank actually used a secret technique of the Quills—but when did he learn it?! 

And as she observed him, she could see that he was clearly wielding it over a thousand times more effectively than Yara! 

Pow. 

On the other hand, Yara’s face fell as she felt the agony in her arm when she caught Frank’s palm. 

It was like a tidal wave with the crushing force of a mountain, and it seemed endless—Yara was sent flying and crashing into the wall behind! 

Bang!