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."

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gap between us. Isn't there another way to get better quicker?" Frank shook his head. "There are no shortcuts to training,

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

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you, Mr. Frankton, but there's some trouble here. Please help me you're the only one who can!" She

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