The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu
Chapter 1127

Still, Frank had to concede that even though she hid her face, the woman's figure was one that could give Helen and Vicky a run for their money.

Her long, fair legs were crossed beneath the table, while her bare belly was flat and her skin smooth. Even her gait alone would set a man's loins on fire, and no average man could withstand her charms-they would fall for her in no time at all.

However, while Frank liked women and did not shy from allowing his gaze to linger, he had no time to waste now, especially with Vicky's safety uncertain.

"Now, now. I know you have plenty of questions, but you must drink this or I won't answer a thing."

The woman glanced pointedly at the glass of wine she slid to Frank, her eyes flashing with dangerous desire.

Suddenly, her voice seemed to boom with a mystical power as she repeated, "Drink."

Frank unwittingly reached out, ready to pick up the glass.

"Hmph!" He suddenly came to his senses and slammed his hand on the table instead as he snapped coldly, "I'm not here to drink. I don't care who you are-tell me where Vicky is!" "Oh, you're so tactless!"

The woman shook her head in disappointment, but soon, her alluring gaze was sharp like a viper's. "Like I said, Frank Lawrence... Oh, I mean, Donn Lawrence-I'm not telling you a thing if you don't drink."

"What?!"

Frank was taken aback-she knew who he really was?

"Haha... Don't look so surprised. Still, let's put that thought aside while I deal with a small trifle."

The woman smiled and turned toward the doorway. "Gentleman, there's no reason to hide. Why don't you come out here and announce why you've come?"

The men peeking in from the doorway were surprised, but they soon strode in, smiling as they did.

They had over a dozen goons with them and immediately left the tavern congested.

The man leading them said, "I'm surprised you noticed us, Clarity. But we're here for Frank Lawrence-it's none of your business."

Another man added haughtily, "Exactly. We know about this place, which is why we have no intention to cause a scene, let alone make enemies with you. Just give us Frank Lawrence so that we can do our jobs, and the status quo remains."

They were clearly ready to restrain Frank, as every man was a martial artist-even the weakest was an intermediate Birthright rank.

And to send so many of them... Whoever it was, was really going all out.

Clarity, however, simply smiled. "You know the rules in my establishment, don't you?"

"Of course." The leader nodded, glancing at Frank as he said quietly. "No business may be conducted on tavern grounds. But this is different-the Lionhearts want him dead, so your rule will have to be changed."

"Really?" Clarity suddenly glowered and laughed. "How amusing. Someone like Sif Lionheart has the gall to intrude on my ground? Whoever made her so daring, I wonder?"

"Sif Lionheart?" Frank murmured, though he had a hunch these men came under that woman's orders anyway.