The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Hahaha..."

Maron was laughing as he came over, throwing an arm around Frank's shoulder. "Lady Silverbell, this is my friend, Frank Lawrence.”

"Frank Lawrence...?! No, that's impossible.”

Silverbell's cool gaze flickered for a moment, showing confusion and reminisce. However, it only lasted for a moment as she regained her cool composure, and she threw those thoughts away.

She had come to East Draconia for Frank Lawrence—Donn Lawrence, to be precise.

Donn do the naming. However, Donn was just a boy at the time, and the wind chimes dangling beneath the roof just happened to catch his attention. He suggested Silverbell right then

in a revenge killing. Under the rain and thunder, Frank clutched his mother's lifeless body and cursed

parting ways from his father and leaving Cloudington,

had since become a woman of marvelous beauty and had the martial caliber to be chosen as the chief of the

no idea what the Martial Alliance was all about. Given Maron's attitude, however, it was definitely