The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

At Abel's age, the Favonis' mess would at least knock a couple of years off his natural lifespan.

Nonetheless, Chet was glowering at Frank and snapping, "I hope you know what you're doing. Even Abel Loggins was poisoned because of a moment of negligence, so you'd better watch yourself." "You refused to listen to me before, and you're on your high horse now?"

Frank snorted he did not think highly of Chet at all and was only here for his own reasons. "You'll tell me where Silverbell is once I save Jaden Favoni, won't you?" "Silverbell?" Chet did a double take.

"That's the name of the chief of the Martial Alliance," Edon quickly explained beside him.

Chet scowled uncomfortably right then, since he had just told Lubor that Silverbell was in their rear courtyard.

Lubor would have taken her with him by now to hand her over to Hundred Bane Sect.

Be that as it may, Chet nodded. "Yes, but you'll have to save Abel too. You can save him since you've promised to save my son anyway, right?"

Frank snorted as he strode into the room. "Hmph. It's only natural that I save Abel when he's my apprentice."

"What?!"

as he snapped, "Watch your mouth, kid! Who do you think Abel is, and you're saying you're his mentor?!" "Believe whatever

the blackened elixir Jaden was soaked in before pulling it out and sniffing

"Hey!"

Frank, ready to stop him, but Frank held up a hand, gesturing that he was

up at Chet, he said, "Well, your son's

"You think?!"

almost snapped right

in that bathtub, his cheeks black and lips purple-any fool could

two Favoni sentries eavesdropping

pull something right there... but it out that he was a useless

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