The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank snorted. "Get her into your own harem if you want. I'm no angel, but at least

I won't force myself on anyone. When it comes to the ladies, you either win her over, or get physical-the latter which would lead to disaster."

Moxxi rolled her eyes. "Then be a love slave all you want!"

As she turned to leave, Jada stopped her. "What's the meaning of this? You're insulting Mr. Frankton!"

Moxxi shrugged and shoved her aside. "It's the truth!"

Furious, Jada was ready to attack when Frank stopped her. "Forget it—just let her be. She can be harsh, but she's a good person, and there's no reason to fuss over the little details. It'd make us look like we're ostracizing her, and it's unbecoming of us."

Jada restrained herself at that—truth be told, she would make sure to bury Moxxi if Frank was not stopping her.

Meanwhile, Drunken Moon headed straight to the appointed meeting place once she left the homestay cottage.

It was a very dense forest, just like the south, while the lands around were quite barren.

just then, Drunken

voice echoed lengthily with no

was left perplexed, she suddenly sensed something unusual and dropped to a crouch

head, slicing through

pale in shock-she was no match for Frank, but she

someone almost

Frank earlier, or she would definitely

special, priestess-most people wouldn't have been

someone catching the needle out of the air with just

height, his back hunched and

Moon demanded fearlessly

"Who knows?"

his needle.

tone annoyed Drunken Moon, as he was basically mocking her for being