The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Jada laughed. "What's the point of just drinking? There are plenty of other stuff to do!"

"Like what?" Laura asked, curious.

"Take your time to find out!" Jada grinned mischievously.

"What's going on up there?!" the cabbie, who had been listening interestedly to the women's conversation, suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone turned to see countless cars and persons floating over sixty feet up in the air, and there was a hellish white mist around them.

"Whoa..." The cabbie gasped and turned toward Frank, Jada, and Laura. "Is that... real?"

"Of course." Frank chuckled. "Your eyes never lie, though reality isn't as complicated as one would like to think-someone is just playing tricks!"

As he finished, he gestured for the cabbie to turn the car around, while he alighted and strode toward the freakshow.

Even as the cabbie reversed his taxi, he asked Jada, "Shouldn't you be more concerned for your boy, ma'am? He'd be dead if he had his soul stolen!"

superstitious? I can tell you in no uncertain terms that the paranormal doesn't exist only human tricks. And that's easy to handle, with a strong fist and just

confused but did not worry about it since it was not his problem and left with Jada and

front of the white mist and yelled, "Quit being dramatic. Come

got impatient.

his face as several white figures appeared up in the air,

eyes. "Spare me your theatrics

formless

coolly at

shocked-was this brat so strong that he could break their

them, a woman in her

growled at Frank threateningly,.

good, but not that good!

out of our

you

don't want this!"

"I don't care what