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!"

too! We never shot you, so just

on their knees too, terrified

and I can see reason. Just try to cooperate, and

We will cooperate!" the tomb raider quickly said, terrified that

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

Shirt promptly beckoned for his

several other burial chambers, but there was

nerves or some other reason, the tomb raiders were starting to feel tired as they trudged on for a while. However, they were too worried about upsetting Frank if they asked to rest and

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

not survive the physical tolket Hence, as they continued, Red Shirt's eyes rolled up, and

only kept quiet because he wanted to

and get some rest. And go check on

resting while

impression that he was just exhausted, so they shook him a little and force fed him some water, but he

when his jacket seemed to squirm, and they opened it to find that it was