The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

"Hmm.?"

Marit did a double take, and her charming expression soon faded as she turned solemn.

"I guess I couldn't hide it from you." She sighed but soon giggled charmingly like she did before. "But I'm telling the truth that I've fallen for you long ago. So how about it? Why don't we just massacre the wretched Turnbulls, and then we can go wherever you want?"

"Well, you know me." Frank smiled faintly, shaking his head. "All I hope is for you to give up on your vendetta against them and stay away."

"No chance." Marit's expression cooled. "They killed my sister, and I have an agreement... Wait."

She suddenly paused and flashed an exaggerated grin. "Right. I wonder if this is going to be helpful."

"What is it?" Frank frowned, suddenly solemn as well.

I am hunting the Turnbulls because of my personal vendetta, I'm also bound by an agreement to do so. Would you like

with a start at her

now." He nodded, musing to himself. "That is a bombshell. and I'm sure that Glen Turnbull and his family won't be able to sleep easy when

cloak and daggers, especially Draconia's very own president. He's so venomous that you'd feel a shiver down your spine! Well, I was just getting weary and wondering if I should find a palace to settle down

Frank said, impassive. "Having another mouth to feed is really

to go down with the Turnbulls, but I've changed my mind after

problem." Frank nodded without

aback but soon

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from the broken glass dome of the banquet hall. Remaining Impassive, he caught

on the floor, who was firmly restrained but struggling persistently, her body gyrating as

it was none other than