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.

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without knowing if she was the real one. Would someone with

Moxxi pondered, she realized she was really unlucky, ending up in league with these

air. With the mist swirling around her, she really looked like some sagely being, and with her beauty, one might take her for a goddess

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head. "I don't know-she took today's prescription and became like that. And since there's a danger of her vigor misfiring, I tried

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"Okay!"

trio left the

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so confident as if she

for Jada and Moxxi to stay outside while

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