The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

“Okay.” Frank nodded and turned toward Walter. “I’ll see you again, Mr.

Turnbull.” With that, he followed Robert into his car and headed to his residence with him.

It was a manor to the east of the city–a location filled with nature’s blessings.

That was especially the case for a certain mansion, surrounded by the hills and bodies of water.

Frank found himself staring at the mansion–cultivating there would definitely be twice as effective than usual!

The Quills were a clan of martial artists as reputed, with acolytes sparring or training along the compound.

Once the car drove inside the manor grounds, Yara hurried over to open the door for him. ” Welcome, Mr. Lawrence.

and followed Robert into

there, having

me to introduce you to my son Stan, Mr. Lawrence. Stan, this is Mr. Frank Lawrence, the man who saved your daughter.” “Your reputation

“Mr. Quill,” Frank replied.

Silver Tips Imperial. Let Mr. Lawrence

just then, “Since you can do that much, are you the apprentice of a famous sect?” Frank shook his head. “You flatter me, but I merely learned a thing or two from my mentor while I was young. I wouldn’t say that I’ve mastered martial arts.” He might have learned medicine, astrology, martial arts, geography, pill refinement, and crafting,

technique?” Stan asked coolly just then. “We’ve kept that technique within the clan for generations. It’s not to be changed by anybody.” Frank was taken aback, surprised that Stan

Robert with the corner of his eye, but the latter was simply

was not going to interfere as he was