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?"

sir? I may be nobody important, but I won't lie

reservation for a table for 8 PM at Tandem Hotel. See

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

if your meeting with Mr. Quaker falls through? And you look like an honest man who won't

nodded, surprised that Zangi was such

certainly fine with that, since it

by the door. "Damn that man," he muttered to himself. "Doesn't he have a sense of time? He said 8 PM, but he's still nowhere

calmly. "He's going to come he wants

mediating this deal

if everything went smoothly, though it would be terrible for him if Mr.

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

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

snap, since Mr. Quaker was an important customer to the

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