The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Master... Lawrence?" Kat coughed violently as she regained consciousness.

"Yeah," Frank replied as he tousled her hair, his gaze at once scolding, exasperated, and pained. "Hahaha... I knew it! You're the only one I know who could leap off a helicopter..."

Frank scowled as Kat could joke even in this situation.

"You brat!" he snapped, though not without worry. "You'd be dead if I were a moment too late!"

Kat shrugged. "I really can't worry about that right now... They're ready to demolish the cottage, and I can't just do nothing. It was my parents' home..."

Frank sighed exasperatedly, seeing the stubborn determination in Kat's eyes.

"I'll teach you other techniques later," he said shortly as he put her down.

Kat coughed. "Have you finally grown a conscience, Master Lawrence?"

Frank tapped her on the head, sending several bursts

was steadily standing at Frank's side like she was perfectly fine. "Watch out, Mr. Lawrence. That bastard called himself Sil Lionheart and said he's the

Hall?" Frank frowned, and slowly

"What the..."

same time, the dust around them was finally settling down, and the residents

was pointing at him and exclaiming in delight, "I remember now! That boy

"What?!"

the other thugs and residents understood,

over his face-when did he become Kat's

so he's Nash's

man like him must be one of

little overwhelmed by the

you?!" Sil

of Volsung Sect's Caudal Hall,