The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage romance Capítulo 2906

"Five grand?! Did you hear that?! He just threw five grand!"

"Must be a rich kid coming here for a secret rendezvous, out of prying eyes? Those types are the easiest mark!"

"Fuck! And Dani got one of us… It hurts me more than losing at the races!"

Frank could hear the buzz around him but ignored it as he strode past the men flanking him and headed toward the street that stank of blood.

"Stop!" A big tattooed man grinned sinisterly as he intercepted Frank.

As his buddies encircled Frank as well, Frank snorted—it seemed that they took his reaction for a sign of weakness and thought that he could be cowed.

The tattooed man rubbed his chin as he leered at Skyler's voluptuous figure, chuckling. "Look, boy. I'm short on cash, so let me take a loan. I'll pay you back some other day, how about that?"

His friend laughed. "Exactly! You just gave Dani five grand, and we won't ask for more… just four, how about that?"

Skyler scowled in turn and glanced worriedly at Frank beside her—was he just going to keep handing out money?

"Hey, you." Frank turned toward Dani, who was still holding her check in the air, euphoric.

"Who, me?" Dani pointed at herself and put away the check as she reared her chin at Frank. "You need something?"

"I paid my toll," Frank said, impassive. "But now I'm being extorted again. Shouldn't you intervene?"

"What?"

Dani leered at him in disdain, shaking her head and blowing a raspberry. "Quit being so naive, boy! You molested me—your check only covered my PTSD. How is it my business if you're being extorted?"

She even rolled her eyes as she finished, and Frank nodded. "So you're not doing anything about this."

Skyler shook her head and sighed in exasperation at their ignorance.

They were only allowed to strut because Frank was playing nice and not stooping to their level, only for them to demand more.

Sure, they looked intimidating now even as they extorted Frank, but the truth was that the ground was shrinking beneath their feet!

If Frank got serious, forget this street—no human would be left alive in East City.

In other words, these hood rats were basically shooting themselves in the foot.

If Frank really lost his patience, they would not even know what killed them in an instant.

"Ugh…" Skyler sighed lengthily at the thought.