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."

foot of the hill, and Frank kept one hand behind his back while beckoning at them. "Both of you, come at me at

Ida traded glances but quickly resolved themselves and leapt toward

were no match for him, however, as he

Isn't there another

not appear deflated as she attacked

not give in either, quickly pushing herself to her feet and rejoined the fray. Nonetheless, neither of them could land a blow on Frank even as the sun set. Wiping the sweat off her brown, Sadie asked, "How did

hard work would

done well, improving

encouragement as he had

as those thugs

the thought crossed his mind, his phone rang-it was a call

quickly asked as he answered

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

just hold on. I'll be right