THE GIRLBOSS BEGS FOR REMARRIAGE - Season 5 Episode 83

Chaz then goaded Helen, “Go on, do it yourself!”

Helen started crawling toward Chaz, her mind totally controlled by desire.

However, even as she behaved with pitiful obedience, there was a look of yearning on her face as she pleaded, “”Frank… Frank… Please, Frank… It’s all my fault… Don’t get upset with me, alright?”

“Frank… Frank Lawrence?!”

Chaz’s heart exploded with jealousy upon hearing Helen still saying Frank’s name even now.

Frank was in his Maybach, driving along Riverton Avenue after fleeing the hospital.

He was on his way back to Skywater Bay when he received a surprise call from Trevor Zurich.

“Mr. Lawrence, our men watching Helen Lane reported that she’s with Chaz Graves, attending the opening ceremony of the Riverplex Dojo. and he was teaching her martial arts.”

Frank frowned for a moment, but his brow soon eased. “So what? She went there on her own volition— it has nothing to do with me. And you don’t have to keep watching her from now on.”

“Huh.”

Trevor appeared hesitant but continued, “Well, sir. They also reported that Chaz lured Ms. Lane into a

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sealed room.”

“What?!”

Screech!

Frank’s Maybach left a long trail of tire marks as he jammed his foot on the brakes, while his hand

almost crushed the steering wheel.

However, he eventually calmed down and looked up with a sneer. “So what? It’s none of my business.”

Trevor sighed on the end before hanging up.

On the other hand, Frank’s Maybach stayed still on the road for a long while.

Traffic even started to build up behind the car before it finally moved again, though it accelerated just

before the next junction and made a rapid U-turn, heading back the way it came!

When Frank arrived at Riverplex Dojo and strode straight to the entrance, a man with an awkward

bucktooth smile stood in his way, which made him appear especially shady. “Are you here to join the

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dojo?”

“Where is Chaz Graves?” Frank demanded coolly instead of answering.

“Mr. Graves?”

Bucktooth did a double take.

He peeked behind Frank and frowned upon seeing that he was alone. “What’s your business with Mr.

Graves? You should know that not just everyone gets to see him—”

“Move!”

Losing all patience, Frank shoved Bucktooth out of the way and strode into the dojo.

As Bucktooth landed on his rump, he started screaming into the dojo, “Help! We have a troublemaker!” “What?!”

“A troublemaker?!

“On opening day?!”

Four burly men in doboks strode up to Frank right then, blocking his path.

“Kid, don’t you know who owns this place? Are you really so bored that you’d cause trouble here?”

One of them was bald, and he shoved at Frank’s chest, only to stumble backward while Frank did not budge at all.

Even as the bald man was left stunned, Frank bellowed, “Get me Chaz Graves!”