The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Having never met Frank before and unaware of his personality, Red Shirt was genuinely concerned about reprisals.

Taking his gun back from the woman, he nudged her. "Apologize already!"

However, the woman was petrified and did not move, leaving Red Shirt fuming.

He pulled her toward Frank, kowtowing in apology. "We never knew that you're a superior being, and we really meant no offense! Please look the other way this one time!"

Frank smiled in wry amusement. "What did you just call me?"

"A superior being? Or just a god, if you like! I mean, aren't you one? Even bullets can't touch you!"

Frank chuckled in exasperation. "Shagan really fell from grace, huh? Ascendant- ranked individuals can handle bullets, let alone a plain handgun like that one. Don't worry I can be ruthless, but I won't kill a woman. I did goad her into shooting anyway."

Red Shirt sighed in relief. "Fair enough..."

"Wait!"

innocent too! We never shot you, so just

tomb raiders were on their knees

chuckled, "I'm not a bloodthirsty maniac, and I can see reason. Just try to cooperate, and I might spare

said, terrified that Frank would kill them if

nodded. "I'm sure y'all know the way, so

for his colleagues to guide

across several other burial chambers, but there was nothing special about

or some other reason, the tomb raiders were starting to feel tired as they trudged on for a while. However, they were

superior over the body—especially when these people were not as

tolket Hence, as they continued, Red Shirt's eyes rolled up, and he dropped

he only kept quiet because he wanted to punish

and get some rest. And go check on

some resting while others

he was just exhausted, so they shook him a little and force fed him

him around when his jacket seemed to squirm, and