The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Knowing that he just had to wait for Borc to run straight into him, Frank quickly drove to Black Mist Bar down at Hale Lane. The place was exceedingly lively despite it being noon, the bustling crowds giving Frank the perfect cover.

He just had two drinks by the bar when he sensed a familiar presence approaching.

Naturally, it was none other than Borc, who was at once wary and annoyed.

He had already been told of his father's death and felt both immense hatred and terror toward Frank.

He wanted to leave town right away, only for Baba Yaga to assign him another task-to deliver Fleur Lang's Mildron Balm.

Borc almost snapped right then but he had no choice but to carry out his superior's orders, or things would end terribly for him.

Arriving at the appointed location as Baba Yaga had told him to, he immediately found the figure by the bar, wearing that silver suit with his back to him.

Borc did not hesitate to head over to the bar. There's plenty of people watching, and all he wanted was to get this final task done and leave Zamri.

However, when he clapped the person on the shoulder, the face he saw was one deeply etched into his memory.

You came

faint smile left Borc's face contorted

"You..."

and tried to run, but Frank merely laughed and pointed with a finger. There was an

his misshapen knee in disbelief, wheezing as

are you that

do you think is the fate of a pawn after

"What...?"

"How... How could I be dumped just like that? It's

sentence, picking him up and taking him out of the noisy bar to the quiet alley

be frank. You're not going to

can tell