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?"

"No more than a handful of us are aware of it. No one would

witch would tell the Turnbulls a

"Well then, I'm relieved."

rubbing his chin. "Still, Glen's reaction today is worth looking into. There's no reason for him to get tough against us, refusing to proceed with the

must be Frank

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

to send someone to

for a

his demeanor a lot less casual than earlier. "We'd have to spend a fortune too—this job would take

gaped in disbelief. "Dear brother, don't you think you're

the mandatory rule that every Volsung Sect elder must be at least mid-Ascendant

anything, I think that's not enough. There's just no way

gasped