The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank sighed, shaking his head-the pecking order always worked.

Hence, he got onto a buggy escorted by the soldiers, which soon arrived at a five-floored manor near the sea.

When they arrived and Frank alighted, he did a double take as the soldiers alighted and followed him.

"Why are you boys still following me?" he asked.

"Governor's Quill's orders, sir," one of the soldiers replied. "He's worried there'd be another misunderstanding, so he told us to stay as your escort."

"Fine." Frank sighed, not bothered to chase them away, and hurried inside the manor.

The Quills certainly deserved their reputation as one of the top families in the country. A single manor was just a part of the entire estate, but it was already almost the same scale as Frank's Cologne Court.

Frank straight up to the fifth floor, they ran into Alba,

you doing here?!" he snapped, clearly frowning with

nice, given Alba's earlier attitude either,

laughed coolly. "What grandfather? I've never

he snapped icily, "You, you, and you. Get him out of

and curing her was not going to be easy, but her father was

giving yourself too much credit? If I'm a peasant, then what are you?

cleared his throat. "Of course. I'm Governor

"Hmph."

snorted. "People are equal in my eyes.

"Dogs...?"