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.

easily tell if a person was an expert-the man certainly inspired confidence,

spent a fortune buying those herbs to brew an elixir to keep

hand,

of Hundred Bane Sect, he knew better than anyone how

the best healers of Draconia could not save

chest

just then. "There are people who are better than me across Draconia, and I can only do my best." In fact, he

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

and after asking around, he found

his hands, he would like to use the Favonis as a

above the Favonis'

Favonis were

too humble now, Mr.

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

save Jaden, no one in