The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Any other bids?" Ken asked calmly, looking around.

However, the threat in his words was clear. And if he did not worry about Uran, what were they, a bunch of town bigwigs, in comparison?

As everyone shook their heads, Ken nodded. "Alright, then Mr. Frankton's bid for the painting was successful. You may take it now, Mr. Frankton." He waved his hand, and a pretty lady opened the glass box containing the painting and passed it to Frank with both hands.

He took it and abruptly sensed an unusual presence, but it was gone in an instant.

"Thank you, Mr. Zacek!" he said and got up to leave with Jada.

Ken was left staring in disbelief.

How was that possible?! The poison that he had put on the painting was very potent!

Even if it might not kill the man chosen by the Shagan spiritron vein, it would at least render him immobile, but Frank did not even twitch!

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and Jada were soon back

of Sylvie Wal, he

now?" Sylvie giggled. "I'm not just great

have to do with forgery?" Alda asked,

huh? Forgery started as early as seven hundred

a corner of the canvas with just her nails and nothing

Rip.

with one hand

that the artistic style was no different from the tomb murals and must have been rubbed off it. It had been a while and aged, but one could still make out

turned out that after the

out he could not

he frantically

né

make countless human sacrifices, after which he left