The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



"The Yimmels agree to your condition-we will henceforth be vassals of the Lane family, but we also want your assurance that you will come to our aid when needed."

Yora's words left everyone stunned, as no one had expected this, aside from the key members and executives of the Yimmel family, who all appeared troubled.

Helen was especially dumbstruck and stared at Yora in disbelief.

Just a couple of days ago, Yora was acting all high and mighty, forcing Helen to step down as the head of the Lane family.

And now, bitterness showed all over Yora's old face as she begged for mercy.

Helen then turned to see Frank smiling quietly and folding his arms before his chest, as if he had expected this.

Two days were all it took for the Lane family to rise from the brink, turn the tables, and devour a great behemoth in the Yimmels of Bralog.

It was simply unreal, and Helen would not even dream of it.

Still, Frank chuckled. "Alright, since you're surrendering and acknowledging the Lane family as your masters, do I need to remind you of what you should be doing now?"

The Yimmels were all trembling at Frank's words, but Yora led them as they bowed their heads and knelt before Helen, saluting her. "Madam Lane." Helen gasped, her head spinning at the sight of the key members and executives of the Yimmel family kneeling before her.

"Uh, okay. Please stand..." she blurted, flustered.

Yora and everyone did so, and the room was suddenly awkwardly silent.

Fortunately, Frank broke the silence, telling the Lanecorp health and safety department officers to bring cups.

He then poured packets of powder into each cup and mixed the powder with water.

"Here. Drink this laxative to

demonstrate your loyalty, or I must

suspect you of harboring

Frank announced as he had Lanecorp health and safety department officers distribute the cups among the Yimmels,

The Yimmets were all scowling as they stared at the turbid, pungent mixture, with one pleading through his stammer, "Madam Lane, we've already pledged our loyalty. Isn't this unnecessary?"

"Don't worry-we're not going to kill you," Frank answered on Helen's behalf, smirking. "It won't kill you, but its effect is latent, and only my antidote works against it. Each of you must take it once every six

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"Madam Yimmel..."

The key members and executives of the Yimmel family turned to Yora again, holding their cups hesitantly.

Yora, however, chugged her entire cup as everyone looked on, leaving them trading glances.

Eventually, they gave in too, drinking the laxative just as Yora did.