The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"There's no rush." Frank waved off Silverbell, chuckling. "I'm waiting for the other party to make contact anyway. Since I have the time, I can go with you." "Okay." Silverbell did not reject Frank, since she knew the depth of his abilities.

If anything, she felt more confident with his involvement.

With that, Frank booked the room beside Silverbell so that they could stay close, while Mickus stayed in the room opposite Silverbell's.

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Late into the night, a blond foreign businessman was seated in his room, sipping wine as if waiting.

A cool breeze suddenly gusted into the room, and the window unwittingly opened.

By the time the foreign businessman turned to look, a towering shadow had arrived.

wine from the table and chugging it before snorting in

than Mobius, who smiled at the shadow and spoke in crude Draconian. "So you kept true to your word, Mr. Shrode. But

I need a lot of money to flee the country. So pay me, and I'll give you the

isn't an issue, but the authenticity of your spiritron vein is the key issue here. Would you

still suspecting me, after

vein, but Titus Lionheart broke the

gave me is the real deal, my master shall grant you immunity, and no one would lay a finger on you within Draconia borders. Or perhaps you really

blunt, leaving Mr.

you have such influence even in Draconia. I've really underestimated you

Mr. Shrode. The spiritron vein, please," Mobius insisted, focused

"Fine."