The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Buzz off." Frank slapped Ferdy across the face right then and sent him flying.

Jim watched as the almost six-foot Ferdy shot six meters away and crashed into his own desk, breaking it.

"Impossible..." Ferdy mumbled repeatedly even as he collapsed on the floor.

"Sir, please... save my daughter..." Brenda was still begging repeatedly.

"Don't worry," Frank assured her. "She'll be fine with me around."

He began inserting the needles into the acupoints around Ava's belly, and then took out a golden pill which he fed into Ava's mouth.

Jim somehow found the pill familiar. "Mr. Lawrence? What's that?"

"An Ichor Pill," Frank replied calmly without looking up.

However, the name alone left Jim freezing up in shock. "What? An Ichor Pill? For real?! And you just gave it off to some little girl?" "Some little girl?"

as he leveled a look of annoyance at Jim even as he suffered a breakdown. "It's my pill, and I can

was hyperventilating, barely stopping himself from

of the highest

his grandfather ever since a child and naturally had a

of the Ichor Pill when Frank took it out. Still, he could determine that it was something

already shoved the pill down Ava's mouth... and now that Frank had told him

read long ago in an old tome on traditional

pill was said to treat internal conditions and purify blood vessels. In fact, it was no exaggeration to say that it could raise the dead and refine

deference to Frank-he was a

all, not even his grandfather could get his hands on an Ichor Pill, let

crying out in panic, "M-Mr. Lawrence! Your

way." Frank

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