The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank smiled and nodded. "I understand your concern, but the treasure is really all in this vial! I'm sure it was a trial that the prince put in place to confuse anyone seeking it."

The residents nodded-that was the best explanation any of them could come up with anyway.

Then, Frank opened the cork on the vial.

Everyone stared at it in anticipation as it glowed, but nothing came out of it.

The residents were left perplexed. But knowing that Frank was not taking the treasure for himself, they said, "It was never ours to begin with, it seems!"

Frank smiled, shaking his head. "Patience. I haven't done anything yet!"

From the moment he picked up the vial, Frank sensed that the spiritron carried the same energy as the spiritron vein, and that he could command it.

It also explained what made the spatial vial so mystical-not only was the maestro an amazing craftsman, but it also carried the power of the spiritron vein.

While Frank could not tell how the maestro came to know about the spiritron vein, he knew that much information as the owner of the spiritron vein.

Frank's control, objects began to shoot out of the vial-first gold and precious stones, followed by artifacts worth a king's

weapons... there was no end to

were

were... but to think that

rough estimate would put it

dozen families who had a claim to those treasures too, and that would mean around a hundred million for each

interest alone would

this, kiddo! Anyway, we have agreed that

paintings, Frank promptly shook his head. "Come on, chief. Don't try to get me into jail! This stuff

say that trade is allowed as

got me. I was just kidding." Frank nodded. "However, my suggestion is to not sell it. It

"What?!"

Are we supposed to store it for the rest

the treasures and live the good life, so