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.

in front of Mr. Quaker's eyes, he would

giving Mr. Quaker a taste of his own medicine—he wanted

act, but intimidation was not against the law too. The power they used was also without name and untraceable, so Mr.

for causing so much

appeared apologetic. "Not only did you have to go through all that just to help me, but I'm not recovering

instructed her to. But for some reason, when she was just about to recover, she suddenly could

remained amnesiac, and Frank's efforts had clearly

time in the first place. And someone's sabotaging our efforts too, so it makes

"Sabotage? Who?" Dawn asked.

up his ring. "It seems reluctant to let

is?!" Dawn was dumbfounded-did that mean that

may be, you can trust me-this treatment works, but we

"Sure."

was, Dawn believed him and nodded quietly, following him to