The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Winter grumpily sat down beside Frank after he explained himself, and she folded her arms before her chest as she waited to see who the arriving beauty was. "Greetings, Mr. Lawrence."

A lady dressed primly in a conservative dress entered, greeting Frank with a brow.

Frank zoned out a little-her face was gorgeous, her mannerisms were mild and elegant, and there was a birthmark on her face that altogether made her appear picturesque.

On top of her soft appearance, no man could tear their eyes away from her pronounced cleavage.

"Wow... you're so beautiful..."

Even Winter was gaping and gasping in awe despite her jealousy earlier.

"Hehe. Thank you." The woman nodded before turning toward Frank. "Mr. Lawrence, I'm Sienna Noirot, second elder of the Hall of Flowers, a denomination of Cloudnine Sect. Having heard of your recent feats, I've come to visit and witness your splendor."

"Cloudnine Sect?"

Frank searched his mind, and quickly remembered-were they not one of the major sects in the South Sea and a supporter of the Sorano family?

earth were

eyes, he asked evenly, "To what do I owe the pleasure, Ms.

deny her hospitality

Sienna smiled. "I have come to gauge

"My intentions?" Frank frowned.

prominence, chaos looms for Draconia as the status quo shifts. Every faction and family across the

"Heh..."

return, "If you're from Cloudnine Sect, you'd be

Sienna giggled, "The Four Sects of the South Sea are more than what you believe them to be. Forgive me for not divulging our most well kept secret, but I can tell you this much-not everything is as they seem in Draconia. The sects, the political figures,

her off dismissively. "So? What do

the major factions will not have an

I have to give in

such an enchanting smile that Winter could not

"The spiritron vein."

moved, parting ever so slightly without actually

for the spiritron