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.

tell if a person was an expert-the man certainly

Mr. Loggins," Chet promptly praised. "We've spent a fortune

hand, Lubor remained

he knew better than anyone how terrible the

the best healers of Draconia could not save Jaden

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

pin all your hopes on me just yet," Abel said humbly just then. "There are people who are better than me across Draconia, and I can only

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

a little impolite, and after asking around, he found

Favonis as a springboard to Frank in

way above the Favonis' weight

the Favonis were all shaking their

too humble now,

you're the most illustrious healer in Draconia, and even the Four Families

can't save Jaden, no