The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank sighed in exasperation. "Having more isn't the issue—the issue is your opinion. It's clear following me around wasn't your plan."

Drea nodded, understanding what Frank was getting at. "You could have said so earlier, but I understand now. Don't worry, I won't think that you're exploiting a vulnerable woman!'

Frank ignored her and called Jada, telling her to turn back.

Soon, a taxi came bounding down the road.

However, Drea noticed something strange from her point of view-there was no driver!

"Is your friend a ghost? Such theatrics!"

Just as she finished, the taxi suddenly shot straight toward Drea.

She reacted instinctively, launching countless popsicles, but could not stop it!

But just before it struck her, Frank was suddenly in front of her and launched a punch at the taxi.

Crash!

shooting toward the skies before raining down all over the

Drea further puzzled. "Why would you kill your

but Drea could see that he had principles. In fact, he was plenty patient with good people, so why do

while holding up his left hand. "You're getting the wrong idea here—that taxi isn't

his palm, catching a man out of thin air and pulling

is he...?" Drea could barely catch

man Frank left on the floor was seething, gritting his teeth as he struggled

simply could not get

showed up, I knew just wasn't

looking

crouch down in front of the white-haired middle-aged man. "Go on, tell us where

may have lost, but

a difference in skill. Kill me

"You're putting it as if we're the villains, when

white-haired merely stayed silent

your name before you die? Otherwise,

man thought about it, and replied, "My name