The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu
Chapter 1266

"Dennis Jackson?"

Frank frowned and rubbed his chin as he recalled. "As in that middle-aged doctor chatting with Hugh Turnbull earlier?"

The one who looked a little familiar before?

The security guard nodded and quickly added, "Yes. Square jaw, black pinstripe suit..."

That left Frank surprised, and he pressed, "Why would he want to attack me? Did I upset him or something?"

The security guard spilled the beans immediately-anything to survive. "He snapped once Mr. Turnbull told him that you are Frank Lawrence. He said that you castrated his boy and sent us after you..." "Don't you work for Gene Pearce? Why would you follow his orders?" Frank asked in curiosity.

"Well, yeah... we are security guards working for Mr. Pearce, but Dennis Jackson works for him. So..."

After the security guard explained the connection between Dennis and Gene, Frank finally understood.

Bill Jackson was Dennis' son, and Frank had basically castrated him.

And having learned what he did, Dennis was now after him.

"I see..." Frank nodded and spared the security guard's life.

After all, they were merely following orders-Dennis was the one who was behind this.

With that, Frank briskly left the men's room.

To no surprise, Dennis was watching the door in the distance. As such, he was left stunned with disbelief to see Frank coming out alone and unscathed.

Beside Dennis, Hugh was frowning too-the three security guards sent after Frank were handpicked by Dennis and were all martial artists.

So why did they not leave him a bloody pulp?

On the other hand, Frank was not taking it lying down.

Smiling faintly, he headed to where Hugh and Dennis were sitting, pulling out a chair for himself to sit beside Dennis.

Pretending not to know Dennis, he smiled at Hugh. "Brother, why don't you introduce me to this man?"

"Who do you think you're calling brother?" Hugh snorted while shooting Frank a glare of contempt, refusing to play along.

Dennis, however, was staring fixedly at Frank. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Lawrence. I'm Dennis Jackson, the chief of Zamri Hospital. I've heard a lot about you."

"Hehe... Likewise." Frank smiled and clapped Dennis on the shoulder as he asked, "I heard your son had his balls smashed because he messed with someone he shouldn't have?" Frank clearly felt Dennis flinch, and he was glowering obviously.

It was a clear provocation-Frank was even rubbing salt into his wound!

"What's that supposed to mean, Mr. Lawrence? Do you mean to harass me?!"

Dennis growled as his eyes flashed viciously, ready to kill Frank right then.

Frank was unmoved, even smiling. "But I'd like to ask you-do you know why that happened to your son?"

"Why?" Dennis growled, repressing his rage just then.

"Because he asked for it!" Frank sighed, shaking his head.

"You prick!" Dennis slammed his hands on the table, ready to spring to his feet and tear Frank a new one.