The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"It's fine," Frank said. "I won't be staying in Morhen for long—I can make do with this. You don't have to get me another.”

He glanced at the key Hux shoved into his hands but did not refuse it since it was necessary to have a mode of transport.

However, he was just going to “make do’ with the Maserati when a group of boys could be heard gasping from the distance.

"Shit, a Maserati?! Which bigwig owns it?!"

"This is Mr. Darman'’s turf... So probably him?"

"It looks so cool... The skirts are so low!"

As a group of boys gawked over the Maserati, Soren Lionheart appeared envious of it too. However, he pursed his lips in stubborn defiance. "My dad's getting a new car in a few days—I'll drive it out to show you in a few days. It's no Maserati, but it won't lose out to it much.” "Awesome! That's Soren for you!"

but we won't be getting a

friends’ fawning, but he soon found a familiar figure walking toward them. "Isn't

was none other than Frank, who completely ignored the boys as he got into the car right away. The engine purred as he drove off, kicking up a pile of dust as it soon disappeared from sight, leaving the boys where they

Soren

him. However, Soren was still caught in the shock of Frank driving a Maserati and murmured, "H-How's that

he drive such an

seeing things, am I?

saw him

left dumbfounded, as they did not expect the Maserati to belong

that Frank was just some frivolous character despite how well he could fight...

to his senses just then, looking up at the girls. "That