The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Frank and the villagers had a couple of exchanges before they left for breakfast. Before he did, Will gave Frank his number, telling him to call if he was in trouble. Frank knew that it would upset the old man if he did not take it, so he did.

In the distance, Jada smiled in wry amusement, while Moxxi sat beside her.

Having heard that someone had almost messed up Frank's plan before, Moxxi was now tagging along since staying around Frank would afford her opportunities to prove herself.

Still she was giggling. "What a laugh. Mr. Frankton being protected by someone else? Talk about stranger things!"

Jada smiled but said nothing.

Soon, another ten minutes passed, and four vans arrived. Over twenty men alighted, and it was still Ziva who led them!

Frank was actually curious. "You're doing quite well for yourself, woman. Why stick with that wife-beater? That's just ridiculous!"

Ziva merely snapped at him, "Watch it! You have no right to mock my husband! Wait, where's that old man and those busybodies?! Let's see how they're going to threaten me now!"

She reared herself as if feeling very powerful just then, while Frank smiled in wry amusement. "Did you really think they're not getting used to your antics? Just quit already—I'll even give you a chance to leave right now, and I just might hold back because I'm that nice!"

Ziva and her gang traded glances before laughing out loud. "Did I hear that right, brat?! Why don't you look around-there's plenty of us, and only one of you! And you think you can beat us?!"

Frank shrugged. "Who knows? I just might be able to."

Suddenly, a burst of aura unfurled from him, flooring all of Ziva's goons.

The rest were left dumbfounded—that was just too powerful and certainly not what a normal person could do!

Nonetheless, Frank jumped toward Ziva. "You should get checked. You're too much of a masochist."

"What's it to you?!" Ziva snapped in impotent rage.

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As he finished, he stamped his feet on Ziva's right wrist, crushing it!

Her eyes rolled up as she fainted

even before she could scream.

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abilities to force her back into consciousness!

Smirking, Frank asked, "Does that feel good?"

"You're crazy!" Ziva shrieked. "You'll pay for this!"

Frank sighed in exasperation. "How could you say that? You're a masochist, and I'm just helping you out!"

As he finished, he kicked Ziva and her goons each into the distance like a soccer ball.

He was not about to let them ruin things for him, since Elizabeth was arriving soon!

Will rushed over with some men, having heard the commotion. "Are you alright, kid?"

"Don't worry, sir." Frank chuckled. "They couldn't have done anything to me."

Will sighed in relief but soon noticed the vans and puddles of blood on the floor. "Where's Ziva?" he quickly asked.

Frank pointed in the distance. "I knocked her out."

Everyone traded glances before hurrying away to see that Ziva

the twentyish men she brought were lying around, unconscious!

"You really are young and dangerous, kiddo! Where'd you learn to fight?"

"I forgot." Frank shrugged. "I slept and woke up strong."

"A sage!" Will suddenly exclaimed. "You have to be a sage!"