The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Wilk was left clutching his face and staring at Cid in disbelief. "What? Cid...? Why did you hit me?"

"Hit you?! I was planning to kill you!"

Bang!

Cid leapt up, seizing Wilk by the collar and slamming him into his oak dining table!

It was such a terrible blow that Wilk was coughing blood, his vision blurring.

Still, even as he pushed himself off the ground, he was left staring forward in shock before he could say a word.

Cid was beckoning at the Sunblazers, and they were all soon kneeling in front of Frank.

"Greetings, Mr. Lawrence!"

As they all greeted him deafeningly, Wilk, who just got to his feet, dropped limply to the floor again, all his strength drained. "Mr. Lawrence? What..."

in shock at the scene before him-who on earth

carried themselves above the rest-be on their knees, greeting that man with

gleeful sympathy and reasoned with

was stubborn, his fury consuming his rationality... and

those formalities." Frank waved off the Sunblazers just then and asked Cid, "So, how's

fine, Mr. Lawrence. Not many in West Morhen

remained utterly respectful

was aware that

Cid and his brother had realized that he was the only son of the famous Lord

have to show Frank due respect in his

a humble gang like the Sunblazers could not afford to

by staying connected with

not particularly interested in Cid's

had any

scrambled downstairs, her eyes glowing

she bawled,