The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frida Blue, the woman in the lead, was slender and wore a black face mask.

With her hawkish gaze and her body-hugging spandex, she certainly looked formidable…

Frank also counted twentyish men behind him, though he and Robert said at once, “No.”

“What? Why?” Susan demanded.

“Because it’s unnecessary,” Frank explained. “We want to save Vicky. In this case, numbers will become a burden.”

Robert nodded in agreement. “Yeah. The Salazars will be wary if we go in such a large group.”

“A burden?” Frida snorted in disdain. “You’re the only burden here. We’re plenty enough to save Ms.

Turnbull, so stay out of this.”

“What…?” Robert was left speechless by the girl’s contempt.

Susan spoke up just then. “Ms. Blue is twentieth in Earthrank and one

Robert was actually stunned.

but she was

Turnbull family was certainly not to

ignored Robert in turn. “We can just split up, Mrs. Turnbull. I will personally save

demanding the Rejuvenation Pill recipe. What

Ms. Turnbull out without making a sound,”

however, believed she was conceited. “Yara couldn’t even last one move against Drakon.

me?” Frida glowered, having had enough of him right

butted in. “You’re both here to help, so stop arguing. Why fight among ourselves even before you get

pointed out just then. “Anything goes as

“Hmph.”

her men out of Turnbull Villa

really that weak in

there was no time

ready to meet the Salazars—he was confident

someone who would like to

“Who?” Frank asked, perplexed.

bounding down the street and screeched to

alighted, and it was none other than Bron Howard,