The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

As soon as Frank and Madfist arrived in Bralog, they were greeted by the billboards and roadside banners. Every single one welcomed the arrival of foreign guests to an exhibition of Draconia's culture, with Droitner Inc. being specified as the chief sponsor. Frank smiled-what a coincidence, as this really spared him from having to search for them.

He asked a random pedestrian about the location and headed over right away.

In Frank's mind, Huub was a dead man, as Frank would make him pay for all the atrocities he had committed in Zamri.

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Meanwhile, Huub was stirring in bed when he received a call from one of his goons. "Mr. Droitner, we've received word from Lanecorp that Frank Lawrence is heading to Bralog with the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom."

"What?!" Huub was more delighted than surprised, and he laughed heartily. "I'm actually shocked... he's bringing it straight to me! Oh, what sincerity!"

However, his goon was instead concerned. "But don't you think it might be a trap, sir?"

"A trap?"

how many people did

an old chauffeur, and I think that's because

call that a trap? An old chauffeur and a man too hurt

"Oh..."

goon trailed off awkwardly, as what Huub said made perfect

also sensed something unusual about

calm-almost eerily so, even though the goon was

sound frustrated at all and sounded so aloof,

then said, "Mr. Droitner, Ms. Lane also

is it?" Huub's

said... She believes in Frank Lawrence." "She

meant, but even after a longe while he decided that Helen could only mean