The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Be that as it may, Smith made a last-ditch effort to bail. "I only have one request: Don't follow me, or they'd execute me if they find out!"

In the end, it was death for any person and any living relative they had if they led an enemy to their base.

It was certainly a notion that leaves one shaking in terror, so even if Smith knew his request may be denied, it was better than leaving things up to chance.

To no surprise, Moxxi shook her head. "Mr. Frankton isn't like that. He really wants to talk, so don't worry."

"Sure," Smith replied, but he was not buying it at all.

Still, they were offering him a lifeline, and he had to take it, or he would soon be forced to.

Moxxi sighed in relief as he soon left. "Acting is just so taxing. Promise me I'm not doing this anymore when I'm working for you."

Frank smiled in wry amusement. "Sure, but would you believe me if I told you that?"

Moxxi flashed an equally wry smile-neither of them could reach each other's mind, that much was true.

all, there was the fake Mary that BM Group had sent, but since many doubted that she was a fake, people presumed that BM Group was humiliated, and they

if she was the real one. Would someone

up in league with these butchers. What was wrong with being

meditatively as she hovered in the air. With the mist swirling around her, she really looked like some sagely being, and with her beauty,

toward Frank, whispering, "How

replied and pointed

and became like that. And since there's a

outside for a moment and wait until she's

"Okay!"

trio left the

half an hour, the door

as if she was a different person from

and Moxxi to stay outside while

have no idea

And a person named Monte Petale told me he knows how to nullify the curse of the spiritron vein, so that the owner

has this long scar that runs over his left