The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 42

Chapter 42 

It happened in a split second, and Frank presumed that Cliff would concede. 

After all, they were just sparring, and Frank had no reason to murder a b*dyguard of the Turnbulls. 

To his surprise, however, Cliff never sensed a thing and kept attacking him! 

“Stop!” Vicky shouted at that very moment. “That’s more than three! Frank won!” 

Cliff stopped in turn. 

His boss only told him to threaten the kid–he had enough self–control to not kill Frank. 

He quietly backed away. Then, straightening his clothes, he suddenly realized that his collar button was gone and swore under his breath, “Shit, where did it go?” 

At the same time, Vicky turned to her mother. “Frank can take the wonderroot now, right?” 

Susan nodded. “Yes. Also, I’ll be leaving soon–Cliff will stay as your b*dyguard.” 

“My b*dyguard? That’s unnecessary–Frank is my personal b*dyguard.” Vicky refused right away, wrapping her hands around his arm. “And there’s still Yara, who is the daughter of the governor. You really don’t have to worry about my safety.” 

Frank was left speechless. When did he agree to become her b*dyguard? 

On the other hand, Susan frowned as well and growled, “I’m warning you, Vicky–you’re engaged.” 

Vicky’s expression turned cool in turn. “You don’t have to remind me. Frank and I are going to Verdant Hotel now.” 

Walter watched as she left with Frank and breathed a long sigh of relief before turning toward his wife. “Did you really have to go that far? Vicky’s a big girl now she knows what she’s doing.” 

Susan wheeled on him right then, glaring, “Go that far? Did you know how hard I fought to arrange Vicky’s marriage with the Lionhearts‘ heir? If not for me, you’d have no place in the family at all!” 

Walter sighed. “Can we not talk about such unpleasant matters just for today?” 

Susan folded her arms before her chest. “Fine. But you’d better keep an eye on Vicky and Frank Lawrence. If the Lionheart boy knows that Frank Lawrence has seen Vicky n*ked, who knows what he’s going to do.” 

“Yeah, yeah,” Walter replied, wiping the sweat off his brow. 

He was scared of his overbearing wife to an extent, but she still respected her. 

It was true that he had not much influence in his own family and relied on her over the years. 

Meanwhile, Vicky was apologetic as she drove Frank home. “Sorry about what happened back there. I 

didn’t think my mother would go that far.” 

Frank shook his head. “It’s fine. It’s no skin off my back.”