The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

That certainly made sense—a piece of shit like Ned would never encounter someone more impressive than Abel.

If that young man was really as impressive as he bragged, why was he not famous?

With that in mind, Yed stared at Frank from the back, sneering coldly.

Eight million? More like poetic justice!

If Frank never insulted him, Yed would have been content with giving the conman beating and throwing him out of his mansion.

However, Frank's pompous attitude had thoroughly left Yed incensed—and no one insulted the Jankos and got away with it!

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Soon, the Jankos were once again gathered in Ciril's bedroom.

Frank strode up to Ciril, and with just a single look, shook his head and said, "Taut Snow Tree—one of Hundred Bane Sect's finest. The Yellow Shrive would only have kept Mr. Janko alive for a few days instead of clearing it completely."

frowned right then—could he have

kid identified the poison right away and without closer inspection... It was simply

as good as he bragged

Yed chuckled coolly. "Mr. Loggins has already identified the poison. I'm sure Ned

Abel nodded and breathed a sigh

if some youth diagnosed

Ned

him. "It's fine. It's

he said nonchalantly, "I can treat this poison, but I will need five silver

Go!" Lothar

was sweating all over his

room who was most reluctant to let

Ciril really died, an upheaval would ensue for

rest of them would be reduced to a succulent chunk of meat that

the Four Families of Morhen—their survival in Morhen would actually be called