The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Yes, yes, yes... You're a real gentleman, so much nobler than I am!"

Relieved, Mr. Quaker turned to leave.

Frank then turned to Jada. "Well done, Ms. Turin. You've really straightened him out—I'm impressed."

"You flatter me, Mr. Frankton!" Jada smiled. "It was just cheap tricks really no big deal."

"Tell me!" Frank asked, curious.

"The power you granted us is quite curious, as it grants the ability to cast illusions too! That's why I had one of us hound him day and night, haunting him with nameless monstrosities!"

Frank nodded in realization-at that point, Mr. Quaker had to submit.

Since he was being haunted by illusions, no one would believe him, since the average person would always be skeptical toward the paranormal.

Quaker's eyes, he would not forget it anytime soon-they would even show up whenever he closed

a taste of his own medicine—he wanted to be unreasonable, so they just had to go beyond

not against the law too. The power they used was

for causing so

you have to go through all that just to help me, but I'm not recovering

her to. But for

Frank's efforts had clearly gone

alright. Detoxing takes time in the first place. And someone's sabotaging our efforts

"Sabotage? Who?" Dawn asked.

up his ring. "It seems reluctant to let me find out about your memories

was dumbfounded-did that mean that

case may be, you can trust me-this treatment works, but we must take our

"Sure."

how determined Frank was, Dawn believed him and nodded quietly, following him