The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Chapter 2113

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As everyone laughed even harder, Tigris nudged Lara with his elbow, saying pointedly, "You gotta keep an eye out, or Mr. Frankton would be stolen soon."

Lara did not appear to worry, however, and ignored him as she turned to Frank. "May I ask for a favor after we're done here?"

"What is it?" Frank asked in curiosity.

Lara brandished her phone. "It's not me-it's Mr. Chand. He owes his current success to a certain person, and that person has suddenly taken ill. He's hoping that you'll help with their treatment!" Frank was not sure how to react. "Why didn't he call me directly?"

Lara shrugged. "You'd have to ask Mr. Chand about that!"

Frank nodded in silence, since this meant he had a chance to peek into Jason Chand's secret.

The next day, the construction team arrived and worked for the day. Once the load structures were complete, Sylvie led the expedition down to the tomb again, moving more artifacts.

They were more or less done by evening, and Sylvie was wiping sweat as she walked up to Frank. "Your work will be done once we load the artifacts on the vehicles. Who knows when we'll see each other again?" Frank smiled. "You're kidding. We'll have all the time in the world to meet."

smiled in silence but had clearly made

a crowd of over two hundred showed up nearby and soon encircled

carrying farming tools while

to Frank, asking in confusion, "What's going on here? Why are

surprised and gestured with

who barked at the expedition team, "Listen up! You found those artifacts in our village, so you should leave them here with us! You don't get to take them away!" Lara understood right then. The villagers

make things worse, the expedition

the villagers snapped, the situation would turn out of

Sylvie was naturally exasperated

met

official permission to excavate this tomb. Read this document if

those artifacts away-you're sharing them with us! Right,

at the fat man's words, as he had told them that the artifacts were worth millions before they came. And if they got their hands on it, they would not ever have to worry about anything else for the rest

kept arguing, knowing that they must not

that fat man

you care? Whoever let you talk here,