The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Ned sighed as he watched Cindy and Gina nodding repeatedly, just as he understood Frank's position.

There was no doubt that because Frank never bragged about himself, these two vain women would belittle him every way they could.

Naturally, they could not have known that Frank was such a profound person he eclipsed even Ned. If anything, Ned was the one clinging to Frank, keen to befriend Frank and admiring both his strength and connections.

After all, he was the heir of the Lawrences. Even if they lacked numbers, theirs were the most enigmatic dynasty in Morhen!

That was when Talc moved, seeing that Frank was distracted by Gina and Cindy.

He knew Frank would not just let them leave, and that suited them just fine-were they really going to do nothing now that they had encountered the son of their deadly nemesis?

Swish!

Clang!

Talc suddenly whipped out a bizarre-looking hook, but there was a metallic clang when he swung it at Frank's neck.

Frank snorted-his defensive pure vigor had stopped the hook

longer distracted, he concentrated

quick

after he crippled the other. Seeing that his sneak attack failed and

he barked, "Back in formation! Stand

"Yes, sir!"

combat ward again, though the opening was apparent now that they had lost another

turn, recognizing him but

know what you have against those Talnamese, but you won't beat their combat ward. You should leave for your

throat. "This is between me and them. You don't have to get involved, Lady Silverbell." "Very

Frank's voice somehow made her

It was simply unbelievable.