The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"How dare you, Frank!"

Captain Podrick Daffey glared at Frank as he stood on the balcony, hollering, "You murdered the Zamri commissioner! Not only were you found fleeing the crime scene, but you've returned to the city and taken a hostage?! Do you think you're invincible?!" "Release the hostage and surrender!"

"We will at least let you rest in one piece!"

"Yeah! Surrender!"

Downstairs, all the police officers and the members of the Martial Alliance were hollering at Frank thunderously.

"All of you, shut up!" Frank suddenly bellowed despite the hollering, abruptly silencing the rowdy martial artists.

Then, standing on the handrail and glaring at the congested crowd below, he bellowed, "I have nothing to do with Geon Kramer's death. I've been framed, and I now know who's responsible, so calm down!"

"Calm down?! How?!"

myself-saw you in the room where

the one who called me in the middle of the night, saying that the commissioner wanted to see me! But he was already dead by the time I got there, while you came

and whipped out an exquisitely made dagger. "This dagger is called the Fang Dancer, and it's a set of two! So why do you have one, while the other was found at the crime scene?! What do you have to say about that?!" Frank's eyes narrowed at the blood-soaked

one who had given him that dagger, saying that

to frame him, a decisive piece of evidence that he could not

you have nothing

laughed coldly, folding

are you now going to tell us that

that, as he was going to say

not matter if anyone. would believe him. Even if they did, would they

only question right now