The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

That explained why the apothecary owner had that weird look on his face when Frank asked if he had any Bright Sky Herb. He must be regretting missing out!

"Then I'm counting on you!" Frank told the shop hand.

"You're always welcome-I mean, surely I can get a tip from this, right?"

The shop hand smiled, shaking his head.

And with that, he whipped out his phone to make the call. "Good morning, Mr. Quaker... I'm Zangi. Yeah, we'd spoken over the phone before did you forget? I'm the shop hand from that apothecary!"

"Just cut to the chase!" Mr. Quaker snapped impatiently from the other end.

Zangi remained calm, even chuckling. "Right... So you have a Bright Sky Herb, right? We just happened

to have a customer who asked for it specifically. Could you perhaps make time to meet him?"

Mr. Quaker appeared skeptical. "Are you messing with me?"

you saying, sir? I may be nobody important, but I

I'm making a reservation for a table for 8 PM at Tandem Hotel. See

then hung up and relayed Mr. Quaker's arrangement to Frank, who whipped out his phone. "Thanks so

matters most when it comes to business. Won't I have to pay you back if your meeting with Mr.

surprised that Zangi was such

fine with that, since it at least proved he was

they both waited that same evening at Tandem Hotel, Zangi was standing restlessly by the door. "Damn that man," he muttered to himself. "Doesn't he have a sense of time? He said

was sipping tea calmly. "He's going to come he wants to, kid. You should sit." Zangi smiled in

this

would be fine if everything went smoothly, though it would be terrible for

I'm late! I was delayed-had

a middle-aged man in a tunic suit arrived with a sling

not snap, since Mr. Quaker was an important customer to the apothecary, and he still needed the deal with Frank so that he could get

"May I ask why