The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

"Well, I'm relieved with your assurance, Mr. Turnbull."

Aesop bowed his head at Glen before turning and beckoning at the procession. "Wrap it up—we're heading back now. We're coming back next week!"

"Yes, sir." Everyone answered at once.

It was clear that Aesop held authority too—at his orders, even Sif and Titus kept quiet despite having something to say.

All they could do was to grumpily return to their cars and head home.

Along the way, Titus was resting his eyes at the backseat, whereas Sif was ranting relentlessly, telling Aesop everything about her beef with Frank.

"Hmph." Aesop snorted. "I'm surprised that the whippersnapper had it in him."

Musing to himself for a moment, he then glanced between Titus and Sif. "Neither of you leaked our grand scheme, have you?"

shook her head. "No more than a handful

there's no way that mad witch would tell the Turnbulls

"Well then, I'm relieved."

is worth looking into. There's no reason for him to get tough against us, refusing to proceed with the wedding even if it meant war

must be

her chest. "He's as cunning as he is hard to read. We can't rest easy as long as

case, we'll have to

been quiet for a while. What do you think about any

is a must," Titus growled coolly as he opened his eyes, his demeanor a lot less casual than

brother, don't

at least mid-Ascendant rank. To send five such individuals against some whippersnapper was overkill, to say the

"If anything, I think that's not enough. There's just no way to read Frank Lawrence... but I suspect that he

gasped at