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.

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

promptly praised. "We've spent a fortune buying those

the other hand, Lubor remained perfectly

member of Hundred Bane Sect, he knew better than anyone how terrible

could not save Jaden even if they

strode in, folded his arms before his chest

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

that he could not handle and wanted to

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

hands, he would like to use the Favonis as a springboard to Frank in Zamri, by getting

the Favonis' weight class

were all shaking their

being too humble now, Mr.

the most illustrious healer in Draconia, and even

no one in Draconia can," Chet