The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The moon curved like a scythe that night.

Silverbell, as instructed by Frank, was lying in bed and napping, fully dressed.

Suddenly, there was a knock on her door, and Frank soon entered.

"Frank?" she murmured softly, her eyes flashing viciously. "Are we doing it now?"

"Nope," Frank replied, narrowing his eyes as he turned to look at Mickus Salor's room, which was directly opposite Silverbell's. Narrowing his eyes and taking out a voice recorder, he said, "For now, just listen to me..."

Silverbell's cheeks blushed beet red after Frank told her his plan, and she pouted like a little girl. "Do I have to, Frank?"

"It's a diversion-we need to especially distract Titus," Frank said with a dead serious look.

"O-Okay..."

Silverbell held up the voice recorder and tried what he had asked her to. "Ah!"

Frank frowned a little. "Again. Put some feeling into it."

Frank asked, but he still shook his head,

don't have the experience..." She

no idea how to moan with passion! And to think that she, the chief of the Martial Alliance, was forced to do something

"In that case..."

her troubles, Frank sighed softly and suddenly pushed her down onto

her slender waist, started to move

"Ah..."

though Frank was

started to set the voice recorder to play while letting go of

herself go limp for

Frank a glare of grief as he released her so

for it, but he had done all that just to make her moan once! It

blushed harder at

what happened between them back at Sage Lake Sect, when she had not been thinking straight

so, she could still

left her out