The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

One of the goons nodded at Pax. "We won't lie, sir-we were puzzled as to why your arrangements seemed to revolve around Lugh. It's clear now you genuinely have foresight." The goons were definitely content now, understanding that Pax was far more formidable than they thought.

While they presumed that Pax was just another spoiled rich kid, he had been exceedingly prudent and ensured there would not be any problems at all. That alone made him endlessly to the goons themselves. For his part, Pax smiled but said nothing he would like to dismiss Frank as a threat too, but the brat was far stronger than he imagined, and nothing must go amiss if they moved against him.

"Well, I'm relieved."

Meanwhile, the youth stood up, shifting the table and the chess set as he gestured at the next stage.

Frank simply led Alda ahead without another word, while she chirped, "I think you should challenge the Al thingies now. Word has it that they're unbeatable, and you'd leave your mark in history if you beat them." Frank was left unsure how to react to that. "Stop it. I'm not that good, to be honest."

"No way!" Blackie protested. "You're like a whiz kid who can pull off the Game of the Century. I'm sure you can rise to prominence in the international scene."

stories-notice the details! It's thrilling to see youngsters punch above their weight, but it's always the opponents' dismissive attitudes that causes them to lose the game." "Game

also understood that it would be difficult

said, "Just imagine a thirteen year-old losing his

"That's amazing?!"

a genius in chess, but she at least knew how impressive it was to

behind such a momentous event, it also went to show how well-read Frank

and insight, you'd make a great general during

the end, where the path was blocked by a tough steel wall. There were gashes that seemed to be left by a steel ax-someone else

keep us imprisoned here?" Alda snorted, wondering if this

would not be an angel, they definitely

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