The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

It was superstition, as even fools knew that reincarnation was not real.

But the richer they were, the more superstitious they got.

Still, Drunken Moon said, "I'll get your mother's ashes back."

Zein signed. "Thanks for the offer, but it's too dangerous. And she'd really do it if she's pushed too far."

Drunken Moon would not want to bother Frank since this was her friend's problem and not hers, and he was not obliged to help.

However, she honestly did not want to let people like Dani strut and leveled a pleading look at Frank.

She simply did not know that Frank was always eager to help, and he had to agree that Dani was too sickening to be left at large.

Putting a hand on his chest, he assured Zein, "Just tell me where the urn is. I'll definitely recover it for you."

"The people you're dealing with

applies to

with those words, he

lounging pessimistically on his seat—straightened right then,

the help of people like me—people who can do things you can't begin to imagine. But that's fine, because to me, it's no more than cheap tricks. Dealing with them

that—Frank's abilities were far beyond what he recognized as the norm,

you insist on helping me? You're close with Drunken Moon, but there's really no reason to go that

if I knew about this, even if

you stick to tradition, I respect the gesture—there are just so

love taking the side of

Zein had no reason to keep flopping

arrived outside the best local hotel, turning invisible as he headed toward Dani's room, where she was frolicking with a stout