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

own medicine—he wanted to be unreasonable, so they just had

the act, but intimidation was not against the law too. The power they used

for causing so

only did you have to go through all that just to help

had been taking her prescriptions just as Frank had instructed her to. But for some reason, when

remained amnesiac, and Frank's efforts had clearly

first place. And someone's sabotaging our efforts too, so

"Sabotage? Who?" Dawn asked.

"It seems reluctant to let me find out about your

is?!" Dawn was dumbfounded-did that mean that the spiritron vein had thoughts of its

the case may be, you can trust me-this

"Sure."

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