The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Since you're all demanding fairness, I will play along this one time so that you don't get to argue anymore."

With those words, Frank lifted the cauldron with one hand and swallowed the remaining soup and all the sediments whole.

"What?! No!!!"

Even Yosil was left gaping, throwing up his hands in protest. "There's not much soup left, but the poison of the sediments is especially potent! If you drank that much, you're not going to... to..." Mole was frowning too.

The participants only tasted the soup with spatulas or with their fingers, which meant that the poison was at least manageable.

However, Frank must have chugged twenty people's worth and even at the sediments!

He was clearly suicidal!

"Sir, what..."

turned toward Yosil, unsure what to

table, sighing as he saw Frank was bleeding black

thought highly of Frank, but the kid

poison better than anyone even if he tried to help now, Frank would still be bedridden for around a

tongue as he watched Frank consume so much poison

trying to show off or simply

astonished as

outscore him again, especially now that Frank

them, only for Frank to chug

just then and coughed out a thick, black chunk of

others with considerable difficulty. "So, do you call this fair? Are you satisfied?" Seeing that, Yosil rose to his feet with a frown. "You can forfeit, my friend! I will personally treat you as