The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Hmph!"

Ms. Quill snorted after listening to Titus but decided to ignore Frank as Titus had advised.

However, she would shoot Frank hostile glares from time to time, her eyes making it clear that she was planning something and that she was not going to let him off easy. "Frank..." Silverbell appeared a little worried, as judging from Titus' politeness, Ms. Quill was a force to be reckoned with.

Frank, however, remained nonchalant-the young woman was simply uncouth, and he was not concerned about making an enemy of her.

"Hehe... Sorry to keep you waiting."

Mobius spoke in his broken Draconian as he entered from a back door, flashing a broad grin at everyone—especially Frank.

After all, he understood that Frank had the most reason to be upset, since he had invited him here.

While it was clearly a one-on-one trade initially, Mobius had suddenly changed the trade into an auction, and he actually felt a little guilty about that.

impatiently, stroking her nails. "I still need to hit the nail salon later. I don't have time to waste with

by Ms. Quill's haranguing, even chuckling as he brought out the

the middle, while turning to watch everyone.

his head. "As I've mentioned before, I'll trade it

"Haha..."

Frank finished. "This might be impolite, Mr. Lawrence, but would you at least present it? I should at least be allowed to see it, especially when I've presented the spiritron vein, don't you think?" Frank glanced at Titus, and then at Ms.

in silence he

bait, and he knew that Mobius was not stupid enough

Spiritbloom and then find dway to steal it back, things had certainly changed, and he

that was brimming with living energy within

exactly what his

Snap!

the wooden box he was holding, even before Mobius thought

everyone. "I can't expose it too