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?"

"And how many people

Frank Lawrence and an old chauffeur, and I think that's because

help laughing again. "And you call that a trap? An

"Oh..."

trailed off awkwardly, as

also sensed something unusual about Helen's attitude when he

so, even though the goon was basically threatening them to surrender the Bloodcrane

all and sounded so aloof, as if she was

Droitner, Ms. Lane also asked

it?" Huub's smile stiffened

in Frank Lawrence."

frowned as he wondered what that meant, but even after a longe while he decided that Helen