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.

they were led by none other than Dani herself, striding inside like a queen, as if she had

"Why did you come back? Not worried that

you hope to kill, looking as pathetic as that? I don't mind giving it to you straight-these people with me are very powerful. Not

in realization-so that was why Dani had the audacity to come cause trouble despite knowing

already sick of

had enough of Dani, Drunken

promptly moved in response, and the image of a

shot out, firing a massive storm

blocked it with her powers, but the petals

petals actually struck her, however, Frank blew a

Frank was there, or she would have

"Impressive!"

Dani was smirking as she regarded Frank in interest. You're good, turning yourself and objects invisible... But so what? Mr. Creston