The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Frank soon returned to the homestay cottage and found Jada and Moxxi arguing as soon as he entered.

"Perfect timing-Mr. Frankton is back! Let him be the judge of this!"

Jada immediately strode up. "I'm not belittling her, but she's terrible at what she does. She doesn't stop to worry about my side, and she keeps getting in my way!

"I would actually have been fine if she had meant to do it, but it's not even on purpose. There's just no way an idiot like her should be mentioned on equal terms with me."

Moxxi quickly defended herself. "Don't blame me! Don't listen to her, chief-she's messing with my work on purpose and complaining even before I can!"

Frank was not interested in their argument, though it was also right to see he could not rein them in.

Anyone with a brain could see that neither cared about reason and just wanted to argue, and the winner in such cases would be the louder or even more unreasonable one. As such, Frank's best option was to let them sort it out themselves.

Nearby, Hana Pearce was on the couch reading a book, beckoning when she saw Frank.

Frank went over. "What's gotten into them?"

Hana smiled. "Oh, nothing much. I'm just impressed by those two ladies-they really worked fast. The investigation is finished, so I'm thanking you ahead of time!"

Frank chuckled, shaking his head-as long as the job was done.

"So, who was it?"

"A small cell called Riverarch Sect!"

"Riverarch Sect?"

"Just some river worshiping fools who want to revive their so-called deity. They massacred anyone in their way and are responsible for every type of evil out there... naturally, their deity doesn't exist. It's just an excuse to kill."

Frank nodded he had heard of such cabals formed by anti-social folks, and it was easy to handle them.

"Come to me anytime you need help."

"Don't worry. I will!"

Hana had certainly witnessed the depths of Frank's abilities. Coupled with his incredible power, it certainly spared her much trouble, so she would not turn him down out of courtesy.

While they were chatting, Alda came up and asked Frank, "What have you been busy with?"

"Nothing. How can I help, Ms. Ingram?"

Alda smiled, shaking her head. "Nothing much... There's just something here I think you should see."

She then showed him a letter, which Frank opened to see that it only had an address: Number 122, Springbloom Avenue.

"Where did you get this letter?" Frank asked, puzzled.

"It's from me," Alda quickly said. "The dragon gave me the address, and I wrote it down in case I forget!"

That left Frank even more puzzled. "You mean the spiritron vein is asking me to go there?"noveldrama

Alda nodded. "Most likely!"

"The spiritron vein?"

Hana's eyes lit up, since she was

quite curious about that power.

have time on my hands, so whel

don't I go check it out with you?"

"I'm fine either way." Frank shrugged, as he could protect her while winning any situation anyway.

In the afternoon, they arrived at Springbloom Avenue, and soon

found that Number 122 was a net

bar that interestingly served actual food.

Frank took a peek inside and was about to leave since he saw nothing interesting,

but Hana stopped him.