The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

While Sylvie and Frank continued their conversation, a rustling sound could be heard from a sarcophagus.

Instead of getting spooked, Sylvie exclaimed excitedly, "Could it be a zombie? I've never seen one in my years of tomb exploration-I'd die happy if I actually see one!"

Frank smiled in wry amusement-was this what a professional archaeologist should be saying?

Still, it was understandable since tomb exploration movies were the trend, and being in the business meant Sylvie might be hoping to get in on the action too.

Frank then strode up, ready to open the sarcophagus, when he remembered something.

Turning to Sylvie, he asked, "Should I open it?"

Archaeology was not tomb raiding—one did not simply pry into any oddities, and restoration was priority. They must not destroy anything if possible, which was why Frank would like Sylvie's opinion.

"Just open it." Sylvie shrugged. "Oddities have to be investigated, or they would terrorize the next guy."

Frank chuckled and gently opened the sarcophagus with one hand, gently putting the lid down.

Inside lay a rotting corpse-unlike the others Syvlie had seen, this one was well- preserved as if the person had only died decades ago.

Its blood-red clothes were also bright as new!

left puzzled because the clothes

her experience with relics and did not need

olden times, the clothes were

if someone had changed the

raiders had been here. But why didn't they

was actually tradeable, but these were

were not here to get rich, but for

check that out," Frank chuckled cheekily as

turned to look, not sure what he was scheming,

sprang toward Sylvie, as if it could leap

nerves of

then caught it and held it in

your blessing that you're with me. Ms. Ingram or

"Have you considered why this centipede

realized with a start-not only was the centipede huge, but she had definitely

"Why?" she asked.

something strange ever since we got in

about might