The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage romance Capítulo 66

Sean was naturally not going to admit that he knew Zuco. After all, he was wary about Vicky and so told Zuco that he just had to chase Vicky and Frank away, since Zuco would be destroyed if Vicky got serious.

And yet, Vicky was already folding her arms before her chest fearlessly. "I'm not leaving."

Zuco rolled his eyes and waved at his goons. "Take them away."

They started toward Vicky, who suddenly picked up a bottle from her table and smashed it on Zuco's head!

It shattered resoundingly, leaving glass shards all over the floor as Vicky snorted in disdain. "I leave when I want to. It's not up to a clown like you to tell me what to do!"

"B-Boss? Are you alright?!"

The goons were petrified—the chick had actually smashed a bottle on Zuco's head?! She must have a death wish.

"Fuck… I'll kill you!" Zuco clutched his bleeding head and glared viciously at Vicky before lunging at her with his arms outstretched.

Frank moved right then, grabbing Zuco's wrist as he growled, "I don't care who sent you. You have no business being here, so take your boys with you and leave."

Zuco was left humiliated and incensed by Frank but unable to pull his hand out from Frank's grip despite using his full strength.

Turning to his goons, he barked, "Get him!"

Frank, however, did not even look his way and raised his foot, kicking one goon and sending him flying on the other.

Then, he twisted Zuco's arm, bending it before shoving him several meters away!

"Get out," he growled.

Seeing that, Sean promptly went up to Zuco and reasoned, "Please work with me here. Just let it slide."

He did not expect things to get out of hand, and if Zuco really brought his boss…

It was fine if Frank ended up dead, but they could not afford to hurt Vicky!

If the Turnbulls came for revenge and both sides found out Sean was the one who had caused the mess, he would die horribly!

"Shut up! This is none of your business!" Zuco barked, shoving Sean away and hurrying away with his goons.

Sean stamped his feet frantically before wheeling on Frank. "Get out of here already!"

"Why? Why are you so scared?" Frank asked coolly. "Or perhaps you had a part in this? To be fair, hiring thugs to hurt the heiress of the Turnbulls isn't exactly something you can sweep under the rug."