The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

When she saw that it was frank, the dame snapped furiously, "What are you doing in my house?!"

Frank chuckled and brandished an ID at her. "You should be asking why your fingerprints are on your friend's ID."

At the same time, Conan appeared and bellowed furiously, "You bitch! You're finally coming after me too, huh?! You've really done it now!"

The dame flinched-she did hold the stolen ID for a moment to look at it, but they found out?!

She certainly doubted that she would leave a perfect print and snapped, "Impossible! I didn't do anything wrong-don't try to shift the blame on me!"

Frank nodded. "I knew you'd say that. Why don't you read this?"

He threw her a report and saw that it was a hundred percent match of her fingerprint!

Terrified, she started tearing the report into pieces while shrieking, "Impossible! You couldn't have gotten my fingerprint before this!"

I told you, but we're not the same. You really have no idea what I am capable of... And by the way, that report is a copy. The original isn't

solid evidence, the dame gave up on pretenses. "So what if you have fingerprints?

you

not just the fingerprint, but also fingerprints

dropped it on the ground and

sent him to start the fire and tried to shift the blame on us. Would you like to check it

Frank and wheeled on Hornless Dragon,

could have known that his men were that

be a pal!" He chuckled. "It's all just a misunderstanding-let's

helping it when the

did not dare to lie either, not when it was straight to

My homestay was Spended for six months-you call a misunderstanding? Conan snapped

chuckled. "Don't worry...

million it is-no more, no less! Refuse, and you're all going