The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

It was very late into the night Frank arrived at Favoni House in Norsedam.

He actually found the ancient furnishings around the residence curious as a servant led him inside.

The Favonis really were a martial arts clan, with everything from the architecture, gardens, to fountains decorated in traditional styles.

He was brought to a drawing room and served a glass of expensive tea.

Frank did not expect such a polite gesture-he even thought the Favonis would want revenge.

Nonetheless, he soon found a familiar face.

It was Stella Favoni, wearing form-fitting training robes and appearing shocked to see him there. "It really is you... W-What are you doing here? Wait, don't tell me..." Stella's face paled as she thought Frank came for revenge.

Even from her perspective, Frank was the one who was attacked for no reason at Lanecorp, slandered by her family and the Bearsons before being coerced into that duel. They had insulted Frank profoundly, and it was only natural for him to come for revenge now.

his teacup and shook his head, smiling. "I'm not here for revenge-I'm not

pressed,

"I'm searching for someone."

"Searching for someone?"

Frank nodded and said quietly, "I'm looking for the chief of the Martial Alliance. I'm hoping

chief of the

she heard the title and she quickly said, "I-I wouldn't know, so you should ask my father. He's already been

simply made a mental note, nodding quietly and refrained

and see what her

in question arrived in

toward Frank, flanked by his servants

of a man who made difficult decisions-clearly the head of the family

strut in his gait and

was the youngest of the three brothers, but his eyes were like. vipers, and he was constantly, sneering,