The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Drunken Moon quickly shook her head. "Don't worry about rewarding us.

Nothing's better than getting you back on your feet. Did you know that you looked just like a zombie when I saw you again? You really gave me a scare there."

Zein chuckled. "Can't help it-I really had no idea what I could do against them, so I could only flounder. But with this man recovering my mother's ashes, it's over for them."

Turning to Frank, he nodded. "Don't worry, brother-I'm no ingrate. I'll definitely make this worth your while."

Frank shook his head too.

It was a simple thing for him to do, and he had volunteered in the first place. Why leverage grace for trinkets?

Even as the thought crossed his mind, someone kicked open the door, and soon, a dozen goons stormed inside.

With their black tank tops, machetes, and muscular figures, they were clearly not to be trifled with.

other than Dani herself, striding

"Why did you come back? Not worried that

as that? I don't mind giving it to you straight-these people with me are very powerful.

realization-so that was why Dani had the audacity to come cause trouble despite knowing his abilities. She

of you, bitch!

of Dani, Drunken Moon

goons promptly moved in response, and the image of

a massive storm

quickly blocked it with her powers, but

blew a gust

Moon sighed in relief-thank goodness Frank was there,

"Impressive!"

regarded Frank in interest. You're good, turning yourself and objects invisible... But so what? Mr. Creston sent these people over