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!

because the clothes and the

her experience with relics and

olden times, the clothes were

someone had

the tomb raiders had been here. But why didn't they take

tradeable, but

tomb raiders were not here to get rich, but

Frank chuckled cheekily as she pointed at

look, not sure what he was scheming,

toward Sylvie, as

had nerves of steel and sidestepped

and held it in front of

blessing that you're with

"Have you considered why this

huge, but she had definitely never seen

"Why?" she asked.

ever since we

about might