The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Mobius then unwrapped the red cloth to reveal the stark white phalange-the same one that Mr. Shrode had brought in last night.

"This is the spiritron vein I would trade with you, Mr. Lawrence," Mobius then said nonchalantly. "I can even tell you how it works-it can regenerate any wound and any missing body parts."

Frank narrowed his eyes at Mobius, words, his fingers touching the card Vicky gave him before he came.

There was no mistaking it now, as the card had both the address of this hotel and a photo of what the Turnbulls' lost spiritron vein looked like.

It was the one Mobius was showing them right now!

mentioned that it was unparalleled in regenerating physical wounds. However, since the Turnbulls were not a martial clan, they did not care

as she did not expect Frank's business in Bralog to involve a

that not lead to a battle between

now, she could still vividly remember the close shaves she had when she got her own spiritron vein. "Is this to your satisfaction, Mr. Lawrence?" Mobius asked just then, bringing Frank to his senses. Frank considered it, but before he could speak, a loud yell

long-haired youth, and he was none other than Mickus Salor, the heir to Clear Winds

at the spiritron vein, bellowing in disbelief as he pointed at Frank, "How dare you... selling

clearly presuming that Frank was the seller and violating Draconia's laws against selling historical artifacts,

Draconia's most valuable treasure, the consequences of losing it to