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?"

are you saying, sir? I may be

for a table for

arrangement to Frank, who whipped out

"No, sir-trust matters most when it comes to business. Won't I have to pay you back if your meeting with

nodded, surprised that Zangi was such an honest

it at least proved he

Hotel, Zangi was standing restlessly by the door. "Damn that man," he muttered to himself. "Doesn't he have a sense of time? He

"He's going to

was mediating this deal behind

went smoothly, though it would be terrible for him if Mr. Quaker complained to the apothecary owner and went for

sorry I'm late! I was delayed-had a little

in a tunic suit arrived with a sling bag, smiling as

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

seat, he asked, "May I ask why you want