The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



"You've missed your chance," Frank murmured.

Kairo's lips had already disintegrated, leaving him unable to speak. However, his eyes showed a flicker of regret in his final moments. By the time Frank stood up, Kairo had completely disintegrated. Only a puddle of foul-smelling green ooze was left of him.

The onlookers were horrified, their hair standing on end at the sight of Kairo's gruesome end.

Unexpectedly, Horey wiped her eyes and got up from the ground. Looking unbothered, she turned to Yosil.

Then, she extended her hand and said coldly, "Hand over the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom. This is your last chance."

As she spoke, Horey pulled out her phone and made a gesture as if dialing a number. "If you don't, I'll call my master right now and tell them that it was Kornac's Keep that killed my senior Kairo."

"What?!"

Everyone was stunned by Horey's cold demeanor. She even used her senior's death to threaten Kornac's Keep.

Even Frank frowned.

Horey looked at Frank and coldly said, "This has nothing to do with you. I won't stand by and let my child die. Leave now, and I'll pretend you weren't here.

"I know I can't beat you, but if you interfere, I'll call my sect and have them come for you."

After listening to Horey's threat, Frank glanced at the green ooze at his feet and sneered. "Cloudnine Sect? Do you really think I'm afraid of them?" "What?"

The crowd gasped, astonished at Frank's defiance. Could he really be unafraid of Cloudnine Sect?

Frank continued, "I heard that you're from Cloudnine Sect's Order of Flowers. Do you know a woman named Sienna Noirot?"

"Sienna Noirot?" Horey froze at the name, her eyes wide. "You know my master?"

Master? So they were apprentices of that woman.

In Frank's mind, a vision emerged of an elegant woman in a magnificent robe, revealing a snowy-white neckline. She was very... alluring.

Frank nodded.

"We had a brief encounter. If you leave now, I can let you go for Sienna's sake. But if you push it..."

Frank narrowed his eyes, the implications clear.

"Hmph, many have heard of my master's name. You think I'll back down just because of that? Dream on!"

Horey gritted her teeth and glared at the elders of Kornac's Keep. "Hand it over quickly, or my patience will run out!"

"That's..." Yosil hesitated.

The treasure in his hand was

entrusted to him by the Lord of the Southern Woods, meant to be given to the lord's apprentice. Ethically and practically, he could not simply hand it over.

But if he did not, this woman would contact Cloudnine Sect, and they might come knocking.

If that happened, years of hard work building Kornac's Keep could be destroyed today. It could also,

endanger all the apprentice el

and

elders within this place.

Was it worth risking everything for a single treasure?

Yosil fell into deep thought.

Just then, Frank stepped forward.

"It seems you're not planning to leave, huh? Alright, I've talked enough nonsense. Also, my patience is almost at its limit," Frank declared. "Since you're so ungrateful, don't blame me for my actions!" Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

With a cold sneer, Frank unleashed a surge of transparent pure vigor directly at Horey.