The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The valet named Fenton replied respectfully, "Sixty-three years, sir."

"And your daughter... I heard she's doing well in Morhen?" Godwin asked.

"More or less." Fenton nodded, chuckling. "Word has it that she's the leader of the Martial Alliance or some thingamajig. We'd never understand what the young ones are up to these days.”

Godwin turned toward his valet and old friend with a smile. "Well, Frank's alive. Does their betrothal still count?”

"Of course, my lord. I'll send word to my daughter right away and have her depart to Riverton and protect Master Frank immediately.”

"Good." Godwin nodded in satisfaction but soon shook his head and sighed. "Danger lurks in every corner of Draconia. We can only wait until that silly boy comes around!"

as he saw her, and he held her in turn, comforting her endlessly. "It's

did not forget to nod at Burt and thank

for Burt to help today, and he was actually surprised to see Burt recover so quickly while his abilities improved to the next level. The man might even be more gifted than he

don't have to thank me, brother. It's what I should do,” Burt scratched his

himself when Helen stopped him. "Officer Yorkman, I know this might be too much to ask, but could you find out where my mother

hearing her request, Burt

and Cindy, but he knew blood relations were

not ask the favor out of worry but instead, out of obligation as Gina's