The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Alright, that's enough," Frank spoke up again. "Stop fighting-let's get started now."

Ida and Sadie promptly stopped arguing and sat on the couch, crossing their legs.

Frank did not start their training, however, and began with theory.

It was certainly amusing as neither Sadie nor Ida were one for theories. While they could hold on at first, they were soon yawning one after another. "Why don't we stick to sparring, master?" Sadie suggested, feeling apologetic.

"True. Learning theories through actual practice would be better than forgetting about the lesson," Ida said in agreement.

Frank sighed in exasperation-his own training had been way more difficult than this.

Still, he had no choice since training was more effective when tailored for the individual.

Getting to his feet, he said, "Alright, let's head outside."

hill, and Frank kept one hand behind his back while beckoning at

and Ida traded glances but quickly resolved

were no match for him, however, as he floored

up, she exclaimed, "There's such a huge gap between us. Isn't there

appear deflated as

land a blow on Frank even as the sun set. Wiping the sweat off her brown, Sadie asked, "How did you become so

much hard work would it take from my

well, improving considerably

a fact and not encouragement as he had thought, their cultivation could

easier, as those

his mind, his phone rang-it was

quickly asked as he

to bother you, Mr. Frankton, but there's some trouble here. Please help me you're the only one who

hold on. I'll be right