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!"

no idea what I am capable of... And by the way, that report is a copy. The

up on pretenses. "So what if you have fingerprints? Do you

would you

it's not just the fingerprint, but also fingerprints left on the tools used

his fingers, and Jada appeared with a gunny sack. She dropped it on the ground and untied, revealing a thug

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, who

have known that his men

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

when the other

to lie either, not when it was straight to jail if he upset these

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

Dragon chuckled. "Don't worry...

quick. A million it is-no more, no less! Refuse, and you're all