The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The undertaker paused, as Frank clearly had his attention. "What?!"

He was no doctor, but he knew that his only options for suicide while restrained was to bleed out.

However, the tongue did not have a vein, so even if it was bitten off, he would simply survive.

Damn it!

Frank chuckled. "So? Do you get what it means to wish you were dead? I actually like how cocky you were just a second ago, like you're the honored one. Shame it didn't last for you... though that's the case for most who ran into me."

The undertaker smirked. "Actually, I never tortured myself after all the terrible things I did. I guess now I could test my limits with you... So we'll see!"

Frank was at once amused. "Tough nut, huh? Well, that's a first... Very well, we'll see!"

hand, he sent the undertaker crashing through the

asked, "Where did he go? I thought you weren't going

you have a little faith in my telekinesis? I sent him to a place where no one would

in relief, Janice went over to help Zark to

levitated Zark to his feet, healing him with

injuries, so it was no big

relief. "Thank goodness you returned when you did, chief, or

"Not quite!"

knew the moment he showed up, but I was delayed because of something

whipped out his

mastermind actually called me earlier, and I had my friend track him down. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing-even if I can't find

not actually blame Frank even Zark only sustained flesh wounds, while Janice had none. Frank even cured Zark right away, and they would have done what he did if they