The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank nodded at Will as he passed him the pill. "You did well-as promised, this is the antidote. It will cure the poison inside you." "Thank you, Mr. Lawrence," Will said as he took it respectfully.

Frank then asked, "I can see that you've trained in martial arts too?"

"Oh, uh..." Will scratched his head in embarrassment and flashed a pained smile. "I did, but it's just one basic style, so..."

"Good." Frank passed him another pill. "This is an Ichor Pill, which strengthens the vigor. It's nothing divine, but it's arguably up there. Take it when you start training again, and you'll be a vigor wielder at that." "Thank you, Mr. Lawrence!" Will exclaimed as he accepted the pill enthusiastically, gratitude showing in his eyes.

Naturally, he had learned martial arts from Sif, who was nonchalant as he proved to be a slow learner.

To add insult to injury, she told him that he could not blame anyone for his lack of talent.

On the other hand, Frank would assist him in overcoming that shortcoming instead.

There was no question that the pill Frank gave him was the real deal, as Frank had his life in his hands and had no reason to lie.

was certainly a far cry from the Lionhearts' treatment, and the scales in Will's mind

of torture before. In fact, he had come to Lanecorp to ask for an antidote, only

had given him more goodies and was serious about helping him develop. Having seen that, Will

Frank gave him. Frank

was

Helen," he muttered to himself just

Gene had already signed the transfer