The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Hando continued bragging, "It's not just the entire object that I control-I control what's inside too!"

Waving his hand, he pulled a chunk of rebar from within the concrete walls!

Frank's eyes lit up. "I never judge people from appearance, but I have to admit I've misjudged you here. After all, you could tear my head off from miles away if you so willed!"

"Smart!" Hando applauded him.

Still, Frank was puzzled. "In that case, why send an assassin after me? Wouldn't it be better to do it yourself, so that you won't get caught?"

Hando shook his head. "I thought so too, but decided that doing that would risk too much exposure. Soon, people won't be naive enough to think that my technique is pointless. As such, my idea was to stay in the shadows as much as I could. I wouldn't want anyone to find out about it unless absolutely necessary."

Frank nodded. "That's a good idea, but have you considered the possibility that you're not feared?"

"By whom? You?"

Hando tilted his head as he studied Frank.

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then, you asked for it! Whatever happens isn't my

him like this, and he went all out right then, fearful that the chance would slip out

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Hando did, Frank