The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Considering Abel's importance, the Favonis would just be getting themselves into trouble if they upset him.

What if Abel simply up and left? Who would they go to at that point-Frank Lawrence?

Nonetheless, Abel zoned out for a moment. "Zamri, you say?"

He was naturally aware that Frank had been staying in Zamri recently but was afraid to confirm it as he could see the Favonis' attitude.

He nodded, putting aside the questions he had as he remained curious-there were plenty of people in Zamri but not that many who could strut in the Favonis' own turf.

"Hehe. This way please, Mr. Loggins." Chet Favoni led Abel through into a traditionally decorated cottage.

As soon as the doors opened, the oncoming scent of medicinal herbs was so strong that Abel's nostrils twitched.

"Hmm? Drakedrool, cranepore..."

As Abel quickly identified over ten natural wonders accurately, Chet and Edon's smiles visibly broadened.

if a person was an expert-the man certainly inspired confidence, identifying the herbs just from

spent a fortune buying those herbs to brew an elixir

other hand,

of Hundred Bane Sect, he knew better

the best healers of Draconia could not save Jaden even if

folded his arms before his chest as he leaned against the doorway, watching gleefully as events

just yet," Abel said humbly just then. "There are people who are better than me across Draconia, and I can only do my best." In fact, he never

encountered a handful of unusual illnesses that he could not handle and wanted to consult

directly was a little impolite, and after asking around, he found out about the

he had some time on his hands, he would like to use the Favonis as a springboard to Frank in Zamri, by getting the Favonis to owe

way above the Favonis' weight

Favonis were all shaking

you're being too

most illustrious healer in Draconia, and even the Four Families of Morhen regularly consult

Jaden, no one in Draconia