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.

expert-the man certainly inspired confidence, identifying

reputation is deserved, Mr. Loggins," Chet promptly praised. "We've spent a fortune buying those herbs to

other hand,

Hundred Bane Sect, he knew

Abel-even the best healers of Draconia could not

he strode in, folded his arms before his chest as he leaned

just yet," Abel said humbly just then. "There are people who are better than me across Draconia,

of unusual illnesses that he

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

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

way above the Favonis' weight

were

being too humble

Draconia, and even the Four Families of Morhen regularly

you can't save Jaden, no one in Draconia can,"