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The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

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"Oh... Okay, here."

The bodyguard was still completely confused, unsure what had just happened as he blankly passed the

salt shaker to Frank.

As he stared blankly at Frank while he sprinkled salt over his food, Frank suddenly paused and turned

to him in curiosity. "What are you looking at me for? Didn't your employer tell you to do something

earlier?"

The bodyguard came to his senses at Frank's words, and lunged toward Corey with an angry cry

alongside the other bodyguards.

However, the outcome was no surprise—the bodyguards might be good, but they were no match for

someone who could wield vigor.

In fact, Corey had some moves too. His hair was a mess and his clothes were torn, but after a tough

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fight, he managed to floor all of Hubert's bodyguards.

"A vigor wielder? Just you wait!" Hubert snapped, but he quickly fled the banquet hall as he realized

that the odds were against him.

Ivana ran up to Corey right then, her eyes twinkling as she exclaimed, "That was so cool, Corey! You

knocked down all those men even though they had you outnumbered!"

"Heh. It's really nothing." Corey chuckled and stared pointedly at Frank.

The others followed his gaze, and Ivana snorted in dissatisfaction, being as blunt as she always was.

"Aren't you supposed to be Vicky's bodyguard? Why didn't you do anything when she was in danger?"

"Yeah! Don't tell me you were scared?"

Frank remained unaffected despite their criticism and said quietly, "I have no reason to play with

second-rate mooks, and it'd be a shame to waste all this food."

"Excuses, excuses."

"Exactly. Vicky and Kiki would've been in danger if not for Corey."

"You're really shameless, calling yourself Vicky's bodyguard."

"It's alright." Corey smiled as he stepped forward. "Don't blame him—most people would be petrified

when they see Hubert Sorano too. However."

Even as his tone sharply changed, his eyes remained fixed on Vicky as he shook his head and sighed.

"You should really change bodyguards, Vicky. A man like that is not worth your time."

Ivana quickly chimed in, "Exactly. Corey looks plenty good to me—just dump that one already and have

Corey be your bodyguard."

Even Kiki appeared visibly disappointed in Frank and was convinced that he was no martial elite but

just Vicky's lover.

Naturally, none of them expected Vicky to smile and shake her head, refusing to hear a word of it.

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"That's unnecessary. If Frank says those men are beneath him, I believe him."

Ivana was left speechless by her stubbornness. "Dear Ms. Turnbull, how old are you again? Why are

you still lovesick?"

"You're the ones who don't know Frank." Vicky smiled.

Corey was frustrated to see Vicky still defending the coward and sighed. "We tend to idealize our

lovers, but you saw the truth—don't get yourself hurt because of him."

"Exactly. Corey's totally right!" Ivana chimed in.

That was when Olive, who had been silent throughout, suddenly got up, picking up her purse as she

strode out. "Eat all you want. Let's see what happens now that you've messed with the Soranos."

Ivana rolled her eyes. "She really thinks she just hit the jackpot, huh?"