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?"

breakdown. "It's my pill, and I

was hyperventilating, barely stopping himself

of the highest

learning medicine from his grandfather ever since a

was at first unsure when he smelled the unusually pleasant scent of the Ichor Pill when Frank took it out. Still, he could determine that

and now that Frank had told him what he

was a name he had read long ago in an old tome on traditional

conditions and purify blood vessels. In fact, it was no

grandfather held such deference to Frank-he was a healer, and

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

three times, crying out in panic, "M-Mr. Lawrence! Your knowledge in medicine is sublime and a testament to traditional Draconian medicine! I was just too ignorant to realize...

just get out of my way." Frank waved him off

watching