The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Rina then sighed. "But since it's too old, trading would be difficult and a source is necessary. It's most likely a national treasure on top of that, but since it might end up abroad if sold, I decided to keep it instead."

Frank nodded. "I would've passed on any other stuff, but this one is special, so I'll take it!"

Rina giggled. "By the way, are you a tourist?"

"Yeah, and we're visiting Mount Statera. Care to join us?"

"Of course!"

If anything, Rina was only concerned that Frank was politely distant and therefore agreed to it right away.

They took a taxi and headed to the hostage cottage, where Alda Ingram was cooking.

Seeing Frank bringing back yet another pretty face, she smiled. "You're really lucky with women, and I guess I don't have to worry about having no one to talk to!"

Frank smiled in wry amusement. "Stop it. She isn't married yet! Anyway, her name is Rina Qwell. Rina, meet Alda Ingram."

sit. Breakfast

strode in with a smile just then, "Well, well. I'm surprised you're acting like the lady of the house at all, but aren't you indulging Mr. Frankton

the bag he was holding, while Alda rolled her

opened it and brushed his finger against the sculpture's

exclaimed in delight. "You're so lucky that you'd find the needle in the haystack in

to someone playing messenger, no?" Alda asked, puffing

Rina turned in alone

the peak of Mount Statera and took in the picturesque

sighed. "Just look at that really eases whatever is bogging down the

and nodded. "That's why they call it

he finished, a huge dog suddenly leapt

reacted instantly and kicked

doing?! Why did

a crew cut promptly ran up, snapping at Frank as he caught his