The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank chuckled. "Preparing medicine. What else?"

Soon, a retailer arrived and passed Frank the herbs he picked.

Frank quickly turned and left, while Sadie hurried after him. "I think I know you even less now, master."

Frank chuckled. "Would I still be necessary if you understood everything I do?"

Sadie smiled in wry amusement-that must be true, as Frank was virtually a divine being whom even Sally York feared. Would a mere mortal like Sadie really understand his ways? Soon, they returned to the apartment.

However, when the hunchback saw the medicine Frank was holding, she snapped coolly, "Are you kidding me?"

Frank shrugged. "Trying won't kill you, and there's nothing potentially lethal here like arsenic. Don't you agree?"

Seeing that the hunchback remained skeptical, Sadie pressed, "You can trust me even if you don't believe my mentor, right? You know me-don't you think that my complete faith in him is already testament to his character?"

become his apprentice was unexpected. The kid must have some potential

straight to the kitchen, putting everything into a pot with Sadie's

really doesn't

that you still need specialized cauldrons for the finest herbs. This one,

I will give it to you straight-Draconian traditional medicine doesn't need specialized tools at all. Families in older times only

it cooking for another half an hour," Frank then told her, "and then

Frank turned to leave, with Sadie hurrying after

had already brewed them tea while she sat curled up in a corner, holding a

Sadie assured her again. "My mentor is great. He'll definitely

"Really? Why does he feel like a

"Please understand that this is simply goodwill. Not everyone would be afforded his unconditional help." The hunchback snorted

"Don't worry about her, master. She's always

in silence, but it was

a hideous