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.

Drunken Moon

voice echoed lengthily

sensed something unusual and dropped to a

her head, slicing through a

was no match for Frank,

almost blindsided

was fortunate that she went to Frank earlier, or she would definitely

wouldn't

the needle out of the air with

was scrawny despite his height,

Drunken Moon demanded fearlessly

"Who knows?"

Man shrugged as he fiddled with his needle. "But you're not running... Perhaps you have

as he was basically mocking