The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Frank turned toward Chelly, who was hanging her head, and Stella, who was giving him an earnest pleading look.

Pausing, he shook his head and announced, "This entire conflict between us was incited by the Bearsons!"

With that, he left the stage even as he coughed blood, ending the high noon duel in Zamri Square with an extraordinary plot twist. The crowd was certainly dissatisfied with the mediocre ending, especially after the fight was hyped up with such pompous publicity! It was not a fight between martial elites, but a bizarre stage production.

However, said production still brought upon terrible consequences.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

For the Favonis, Jaden remained unconscious, his fate unknown as his sister Stella and the others carted him back to Norsedam.

While he still retained his place as Skyrank's second, his reputation had taken a nosedive, just as many others became disappointed in the Favonis' actions.

On the other hand, Frank's reputation was skyrocketing. The Lane family gathered favorable attention thanks to that, and business boomed for Lanecorp in turn.

After all, things were getting even livelier in Zamri instead of calming down, and there were signs of impending chaos.

As for Bearson group, their reputation hit rock-bottom, with Troy and his cronies were found dead in his own mansion.

Troy's death was eventually ruled as a suicide, and the rest of the Bearson family soon fell apart.

As the key factions within Bearson Group fought among each other over whatever was left, the company eventually splintered from the conflict. With that, the Three Bears company was reduced to a second- rate business, with many other companies acquiring the remaining scraps.

As for Frank, he had been hiding in his mansion, rejecting the media keen for an interview, with the excuse of recovery and rehabilitation.

At the moment, he was lounging on the couch comfortably, bliss showing on his face as Winter massaged his shoulders.

"Frank, don't you think the Favonis would bother us again?" she suddenly asked.

"They'd know not to mess with me if they're smart," Frank replied as he ate some grapes. "But if they're not..."

Frank chuckled coolly, trailing off.

Just then, Blackie-now basically the

mansion's doorman, entered and

esitantly, "Mr.

someone's asking to see

you.."

"I told you I'm avoiding the public's eye at the moment, didn't I?" Frank asked accusingly.

"B-But she's really beautiful..."

As Blackie gestured animatedly, Frank frowned as he sat up.

"Show her in," he said after some thought.

After all, Frank was surrounded by beautiful people.

As such, this stranger whom Blackie

did not recognize but whose beaut

he still acknowledged meant that she was a sight to behold,

Still, Winter snorted as Frank allowed that woman in when he heard she was a beauty and stormed off grumpily.

Frank quickly called out to her, "Hey,

where are you going? You haven't

learn

the key to this massage

technique yet."

Winter pouted. "Why, so that I can third-wheel while you meet some pretty face?"

Frank smiled in wry amusement-when did she get so jealous?