The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage romance Capítulo 200

Winter frowned and suddenly swung her arm, slapping away Jackie's hand.

"Oh, there's the fire!" Jackie smiled despite himself.

Still, before he reached out to grab Winter again, Fred rose to his feet and laughed out loud. "Gentleman—don't get upset with my sister. She's young, so she can be feisty."

"Who the hell said you could talk? Buzz off!" Jackie bellowed, and shoved him aside.

"Stop! Please, Mr. Compton! We'll pay, alright?" Carol really did not want trouble and took another thousand from the desk.

However, Jackie had no intention to stop and reached for Winter again, but Fred stood between them once more. "We're giving you the money, man—please stop."

Smack!

Jackie smacked him across the face, leaving him stunned.

"Fred!" Winter cried and hurried to his side to help him up.

Fred shot her a glare right then. "Stay back."

Around them, the diner customers all hurried away, knowing that something bad was about to happen.

Fred was about to talk, but one of Jackie's goons kicked him in the face.

"Shut it, and get down on your knees."

Fred gritted his teeth and sat up. "Let's talk about this…"

"Who told you to get up? Get on your knees, you hear?" Jackie growled.

Fred did a double take—he thought it was a joke, but it turned out that they were serious.

"M-Mr. Compton… Just tell us how much you want," Carol cried miserably—her heart could not take watching her own son being humiliated like that.

"Hah! Girlie, what I say goes in this street," Jackie snorted smugly just then. "You want your brother to get up? Beg properly!"

Frank's eyes narrowed murderously. Those thugs were out of line!

"Is this street yours?" he demanded. "Who do you think you are?!"

Jackie turned toward Frank in surprise, not expecting anyone to stay.

"Who the hell are you?" he asked.

Vicky rose to her feet. "The people who are going to beat you up."

Jackie studied Yara and Vicky just then, surprised that Frank was flanked by such beautiful women.

"You're amazing, kiddo—having those ladies all to yourself." He chuckled. "Give them to me, and I'll let you live!"