The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage romance Capítulo 128

Even as Peter screamed and struggled, the two security guards rolled their eyes. "Lane Holdings? Never heard of this. Now get out of here—we won't play nice if you keep causing us trouble."

As the security guards took out their batons and pointed threateningly at Peter, he could only huff. "J-Just you wait!"

With that, he stormed off even as he wiped the blood off his nose.

Just yesterday, he was imagining himself rising to the pinnacle of his life, marrying rich and getting a serious job, and both went south in under a day.

He certainly could not take this lying down!

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Frank returned to Vicky's office, where she sat behind her desk, rubbing her temples repeatedly.

Seeing that, Frank asked, "You really don't have to be that upset, do you?"

Vicky's knuckles clenched. "How could I not?! That bastard Greg Marsh played me!"

"Then consider it a lesson," Frank said, consoling her.

Just then, Vicky's phone rang.

Seeing that it was Yara, she promptly answered, "How did it go, Yara? Have you received Mr. Longman?"

"We have a problem, Ms. Turnbull," Yara reported urgently. "We ran into hitmen, and Mr. Longman was seriously hurt."

"What?!" Vicky sprang to her feet, her eyes widened. "Where are you? I'll be right there!"

Obadiah Longman was a healer from abroad, and Vicky had spent a fortune hiring him for her apothecary, just as she wanted to buy a certain pill recipe off his hands.

She did not think that the man would be hurt upon arrival at Riverton, and she certainly valued him since he was the key to her company's future!

After getting Yara's location, Vicky turned to Frank. "Go help Yara. She's cornered in Northstream Leatherworks."

Frank nodded, taking her keys without question and leaving the office.