The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 224

Frank's words made it clear to Kenny that Rolf was dead meat.

Turning to Rolf, he said, "Do it yourself. Don't make me do it."

Rolf was left gaping as his heart sank—Kenny had completely given up on him.

"No…"

He started bawling, never once expecting to end up this way.

He certainly realized that death was inevitable because he had messed with the wrong person, no matter how powerful his allies were!

And if he did not kill himself, Skyblade Dojo would be punished for it!

"I'm sorry," Rolf said as he composed himself and used his good arm to stab himself in the chest.

He coughed blood as he died instantly, his heart crushed.

Frank quietly left the alley after seeing that Rolf was dead, while Kenny sighed and called his man to carry Rolf's corpse away.

Even if they were not brothers by blood, there was no avoiding grief since Rolf was still family.

Though despondent as he left the alley, he apologized to Frank again. "I'm so sorry about what happened, Mr. Lawrence. I didn't think Rolf would do such a thing."

"He's dead now, and Skyblade Dojo isn't responsible for his actions," Frank said calmly. "That is, unless there's intent to avenge Rolf."

Kenny promptly shook his head. "Of course not. He deserves what's coming for him."

Frank nodded. "In that case, you don't have to apologize to me."

Dan arrived as well and could guess that Rolf was dead since Kenny was with Frank.

He tactfully avoided mentioning that matter, instead asking, "Are you alright, Mr. Lawrence? Ms. Lane told me that your arm was hurt."

Frank flexed his arm. "It's nothing serious."

It was only then that he realized he had been placed inside a coffin.

"Someone! Help! Who the fuck buried me?! I'm still alive!!!" he cried hysterically even as he kept hitting the coffin.

However, he had been buried within the virgin forests of Mount Anil, where there was not a soul in sight.

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Meanwhile, Frank and Helen had been arranged to a luxury room at the Flora Hall, with Dan examining the both of them personally.

Fortunately, both of them were fine, though Dan brought them a bulk of supplements.

"You are certainly robust, Mr. Lawrence," he sighed in awe. "Reattaching a dislocated limb like it's nothing—I am genuinely impressed."

Frank smiled. "It was just a bluff to trick Rolf Sparks. It's nothing to brag about."

Helen was puzzled—was Dan not being too polite with Frank?