The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Jeeves considered Frank's suggestion and nodded in agreement as long as the archaeologist stayed away and Frank only told him like it was a tale, they could avoid exposing their own secret.

Still, he said, "It works for me, but I'm not sure if your archaeologist is the real deal."

Frank chuckled. "Don't worry-she's really amazing. Just tell me everything!"

With that, Jeeves elaborated about everything in detail, about how his ancestors scoured every inch of this place in search of treasure but still could not find anything.

Even if someone did take the treasures away, there should still have been signs- that was why they were convinced that some sort of mystery was at work here.

"Have you heard of the supreme gourd?"

"That's a mythical treasure-everyone would have heard of it. Are you making fun of me, old timer? I've read about the monkey myself!"

Jeeves' expression was dead serious. "Well, in all likelihood, they used a tool like the gourd to hide all the treasures."

Frank nodded. "Strictly speaking, that's not what the gourd does... You're talking about storage rings or dimensional pockets that modern novels use."

that's the problem." Jeeves sighed, appearing spooked. "Just think about it -is such strange

not impossible. People have simply yet to achieve

as they insisted it really exists. See, the maestro who invented the gimmick lived

his death. It's actually a riddle, and anyone who deciphers

quickly asked, "What

as Jeeves recited the first line, Frank held up a

looking forward to it—even if that maestro had

better by plagiarizing

that he would plagiarize one of

Frank's mind and smiled in wry amusement. "Well, just

can't find

"Huxlem, was it? I'll head over right

nodded but was not

yet, so what reason was

corner, he called Sylvie Wal and told

need me? I mean, you have super senses-just sense