The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Maron's accusation only left Frank puzzled. "Bocek and Quinn were killed?”

"What, you didn't know?" Maron paused before laughing. "Don’t you think it's too late to feign ignorance?”

Frank frowned. "I didn't kill them."

"Oh, so you're saying that they accidentally slipped while walking, and guh—died." Maron gagged as he made a gesture across his neck, smiling in amusement.

"I don't know what your sect is plotting. Either way, I'm innocent and there's a witness right here,” Frank said, turning toward Mona.

Mona nodded—she was there when Frank fought Bocek. "He didn't kill Bocek Ocean or his daughter Quinn. He let them go, and I saw that with my own eyes.”

"I see. So I've misunderstood.” Maron nodded solemnly before grinning at Frank. "Or did you actually think I'd believe your crap for a second there?”

Waving them off, he snorted. "It doesn't matter now—you're an enemy of Sage Lake Sect, and their deaths make no difference. So? Have you thought of how you want to die?"

"No," Frank growled.

were dead, he was not about to

tell that Maron would never submit easily—burning a campus

had actually died by

one chance, Frank. Break your own arms and come quietly to Sage Lake Sect with me, and I just might

Mona and Winter with a vile smile. "All my

was briefly silent, before he chuckled as his solemn expression turned

be able to tell that someone had

around them cooled as Frank's dark aura unfurled from him like smoke. "Mona, take Winter and go," he growled. “I need to have a proper