The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 1892

Hence, with a little soul-searching, Frank lightened up considerably, especially since Vicky Turnbull was kissing him repeatedly after he returned her family's spiritron vein.

His trip to Bralog was certainly fruitful after getting Titus Lionheart's Celestial Dew as well. That was one of the main ingredients to refine the immoral pill, and Frank could now consider how he should gather the other four.

If he did manage to make the pill and consume it, he could well strut in Draconia.

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Just after a couple of days back in Zamri, and as Frank was starting to relax, news broke from Morhen that the Martial Alliance would soon hold the Fifth Draconian Martial Tournament.

"Martial tournament?"

Frank was reclining on a pool lounger by the outdoor swimming pool, taking off his shades to level a puzzled stare at Vicky, who had told him about it. "Why would you care?"

After all, Vicky was the heiress to one of Morhen's Four Families and a dynasty of businesspeople. Why would she be interested in a competition among martial artists?

"Why wouldn't I care?"

Vicky was wearing an alluring black bikini that accentuated the body figure she was so proud of.

She rolled her eyes, grumbling as she dropped to a crouch beside Frank's chair. "I'm a martial artist too, aren't I?"

"So you're taking part?" Frank asked, while taking the occasional peek at the marvel before him.

His sneaky looks left Kat Yego snorting in disdain nearby in her one-piece swimsuit.

Nonetheless, Vicky smiled and poked Frank's cheek with one finger. "You're taking part, not me."