The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

After a moment of silence, rowdy laughter soon ensued.

And when she was done laughing, Jane glowered. "Do you even know what you are buying?! It's a Bugatti Veyron, and it's the only one we have in this dealership. It's worth over thirty million dollars! Are you sure you have that much money? Obviously not-you're just here to cause us trouble!"

Then, turning to the two security guards, she said, "Get these tramps out of here already!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

The two security guards nodded, knowing that they had their fun.

They had an important customer inside, and it was bad for them if he was affected.

Pressing the button on their stun batons and triggering sparks, they threatened Frank. "You heard the lady. Get out, or we'd have to make you."

Meanwhile, Mona was still staring at the packets of potato chips on the table and gulping endlessly. "I'm very hungry, Master Lawrence."

It had been days since she last ate, and her eyes were red.

On the other hand, Frank was scowling coldly, seeing that Jane and the two security guards refused to listen.

He checked the sign outside the dealership before coming in, and this business was owned by Gene Pearce as a subsidiary of Pearce Group.

That was why he strode in fearlessly-he did not have money, but he had a gold card Gene gave him.

The gold card was basically a blank check that waived any purchases, as long as it was a business under Pearce Group.

As such, even a Bugatti Veyron was not an issue... though Frank could afford hundreds with his own money anyway.

On the other hand, the employees at this dealership denied him entry just because of his appearance, their disrespect and arrogance evident.

Just as Frank was about to whip out his gold card and reveal his identity, a blond man grinning in disdain came over, chuckling after just a look at Frank. "Where did this beggar come from? Coming all the way here to beg for alms?"

Naturally, the blond man was none other than Claude, and he shot Frank and Mona a look of disdain while scoffing. "Get out of here, you hear? Urgh, what a killjoy... You've really degraded the prestige of this place just being here."

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Both men caught their cue right then-they were to remove Frank from the premises no matter what it took.

"Well, you had your chance!"

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Cackle!

Electric current sparked audibly.

But even as the two security guards smiled savagely, Frank remained standing.

Forget passing out he did not even bat an eye!

"Huh?!"

The two security guards' smiles stiffened, and they immediately suspected that their stun batons were broken.

But Frank soon demonstrated otherwise-snatching both stun batons, he shoved the batons back at the two security guards.

They yelped and spasmed before dropping to the floor, their eyes rolling up their sockets while their tongues poked out. "Hmph."

Frank snorted as he threw aside the stun baton and strode into the dealership. "Fucking mooks!"

Bode saw everything that happened, and thought that the two security guards were so incompetent that they did not turn on the stun baton when they struck Frank.

He strode up, ready to drive away Frank himself, when Lydia gasped.