The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Quit being so pessimistic, or I'd really be discouraged."

Frank snorted but stood up. "Come on already. I have nothing else to do anyway!"

"You're the best brat ever!"

Sylvie strode up and pecked him on the cheek, smiling cheerfully and unabashedly. "I have a huge reward waiting after we're done."

Frank smiled but said nothing, since he knew very well what it was.

Nonetheless, they were in Shanton two hours later, passing the police line and arriving at the dig site soon enough.

The dig team had been waiting for a while, their scowls quickly fading as they appeared hopeful to see Frank.

Someone exclaimed, "Mr. Frankton's here! This is as good as done, just watch!"

Another person promptly snapped, "Are you serious?! Do you think he can keep the hypogeum intact while the load-bearing structures are being set up?"

turned to stare at the youth named Ernest Lane, the son of

to see if there was any work, only to be scared shitless when he heard that the hypogeum needed new load-bearing

from

could be... only

we just might let you stay here. Insult

and were not local on top of that. As they were not that knowledgeable,

some rules, which had led to the

Sylvie's threat left him deflated, he did not dare say another

no other issues, let's go in. For now, we'll be assessing the

"Okay!"

was more knowledgeable, so Sylvie

a pungent scent quickly

the stench of

murmured in confusion.

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