The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage romance Capítulo 2784

As it turned out, it was not just the beefcakes who could do the good cop, bad cop routine—Mr. Corvan had told his son to step up when the time was right.

"What? We just want things to stay the way they are," the leading beefcake retorted. "Why else would we be here?"

Corvan Jr. snorted in annoyance. "You'd all be dead if not for my dad. So why are you so stubborn? People would laugh at you, y'know?"

The beefcakes laughed at his words.

"Come on, man. Are you really putting the moves on us?"

"We barely earn more than the two grand we are being offered now. Every single one of us has gotten injured for the company, and there's no question that we contributed."

"But now, your papi is trying to kick us to the curb just because we messed up one job, and you have the cheek to threaten us!"

Unable to trick them, Corvan Jr. gave up all pretenses and punched the steel door beside him, shattering it!

Everyone flinched—Corvan Jr. appeared unassuming, so it was shocking that he had such strength!

And seeing that he silenced them, Corvan Jr. growled coolly, "Either leave, or rest in pieces like this door!"

While the beefcakes were shocked by the youth's strength, they were no cowards.

In fact, the leading beefcake snapped, "Are you sure you want to go that far?"

Corvan Jr. laughed. "Isn't it obvious? And I don't like to repeat myself—either leave or die!"

The leading beefcake snorted. "Don't try to scare us. Even if you're good, the times have changed, and violence doesn't solve everything these days. You'll pay for it dearly if you really kill us!"

Corvan Jr. laughed. "Should I be worried when I have such power?"

It went without saying that the beefcakes were frustrated—they were just giving Mr. Corvan a taste of his own medicine, but he had a trick up his sleeve and turned the tables against them!

Still, just as they found themselves helpless, Frank suddenly strode into the room, clapping. "That right there was quite the shrewd plan. So you're prepared against them because you know you can't push them around anymore, don't you?"

Mr. Corvan glanced at Frank, able to tell that he was the one who had injured the beefcakes.

This could not be so! He should already be dead… or at the very least, he should not know where they lived!

"How did you get here?! I've never revealed my address for no reason!"

Mr. Corvan glared viciously at the beefcakes, who smirked but said nothing.

It was really not their fault… but now, they were hoping Mr. Corvan would just blame them for it!