The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 492

Frank glanced at Dwight's vile smile even as he tried to play both sides.

"Move." He growled a single word.

Dwight's smile stiffened. "You sure you want to do this, kid?"

"You're asking for it," Frank retorted as he slowly turned and glared Dwight in the eye. "Move if you want to live."

His pompous threat only left Dwight laughing. "No one has ever spoken like that to me in this business."

"Someone has now," Frank pointed out, impassive.

Dwight was incensed right then and grabbed Frank by the shoulder as he launched a punch at Frank's abdomen.

"You asked for this!" He flashed a bloodthirsty grin, already envisioning Frank's stomach bursting apart from his single punch.

Pow!

And yet, Dwight's smile faded, replaced by utter shock.

His ever victorious Crestone Fists—launched at such a short distance—had struck Frank squarely in the abdomen as intended, but no gore ensued.

Instead, his body and even his shirt remained unscathed, and Dwight seemed to see a ripple unfurling away from his fist.

It was pure vigor stirred by Dwight's punch as it deflected the weight of the strike back on Dwight with tenfold violence!

Crack.

Dwight stared stupid as his knuckles ruptured, his skin and flesh peeling away as his bone turned to dust.

In just two seconds, his right knuckled imploded.