All Chapters of The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage: Chapter 901 - Chapter 910

Giving Frank a wistful gaze, Vicky asked, "When are you leaving, darling?""Not at the moment," Frank said after some thought. "I still need to treat your grandfather, and I estimate it'll take three days before I remove all the rot earwig eggs inside him. After that, I'll be handling your problem." "My problem?" Vicky was left a little stunned."Yeah." Frank nodded and smiled. "You said your family is on edge because of the South Sea Crow, right? I'm here now, and I'm not about to watch you suffer—I'll deal with her, and then we'll go back to Riverton together, okay?"His offered hand and earnest offer left Vicky spacing out for a moment. She put her palm on his warm hand, though she soon came to her senses and lowered her head so she could wipe away a tear without him seeing.Forcing a smile, she shook her head and said, "Darling, I know you're amazing and accomplished so much I wouldn't ever dream of… But the South Sea Crow is different. I don't want you to get in danger be

Frank took a sip of wine after clinking glasses with Titus but soon noticed something as the liquid slid down his throat."What…" He frowned, glancing at the dark-red wine."Problem?" Titus asked. "That's a special grade Romanee-Conti, imported from Franconia. They produce less than 400 barrels each year, but 200 of those have been brought here expressly for this banquet." After his commentary, Titus made a look of dramatic realization. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Lawrence—I've forgotten that hillbillies like you never get to experience such fine wine, let alone relish the exquisiteness in its taste."Nearby, Yonca hid her laughter behind her palm, while other Turnbull family members frowned at Frank too.Who was he? Why had they not seen him around before?His very presence was a polar opposite from the glitz and glamor of the banquet hall, so they couldn't help being curious.Still, Frank wasn't frustrated, even smiling and nodding. "Hehe… There really is something special about t

Glen straightened himself, suddenly cold and authoritative again as he stared fixedly at Walter. "A child of our family must not die under such mysterious circumstances.""Exactly," Zac growled, repressing his rage. "I can't let my son's death go unanswered. And I want to know why!""Naturally, I've come prepared," Walter said, pulling out a stack of documents compiling evidence of Les Turnbull and Neil Turnbull's crimes, including photo evidence."Hey. Look," Susan noticed Frank sitting in a corner without a care just then and nudged Walter to look.Walter and Frank's eyes just so happened to meet just as Walter turned.With that, Frank got up and walked slowly through the crowd to reach them. "Mr. Turnbull, Mrs. Turnbull. We meet again." He smiled in greeting.However, both of them appeared awkward since Frank's name was in the documents they had just handed to Glen and Zac.There was no hiding it now.Walter cleared his throat and asked with an edge an elder would use, "Wh

Unlike Les, Neil was highly regarded in the family.It was unacceptable to see Frank, the murderer, to stand among them without a care!That was when the flamboyantly dressed Marit flashed a fearless smile. "Could he be the South Sea Crow?" "What?!" "The South Sea Crow?!"The name left every Turnbull on edge, and it was only natural since it was a nightmare that had hounded them constantly for three years.And everything would certainly make sense if Frank was that villain… and she was allegedly peak Ascendant rank too!"So that's it…" Zac growled viciously at Frank, his eyes flashing. "That's why Father was suddenly stricken with some bug. And you're in Morhen by sheer coincidence, on hand to prove that you're the only one who can treat him. The way I see it, you probably bewitched Vicky with some foul enchantment so that she is obsessed with you. But you're not getting away now that you've been exposed! Retainers!"The glass dome overhead shattered at Zac's bellowed, and

Who knew? Frank might even clap and launch some fireworks and celebrate the moment the South Sea Crow massacred the Turnbulls.After all, they had never treated him fairly ever since he came to Morhen, and he was not one who maintained grace in the face of grief. They had constantly harassed him while posturing themselves with the superiority as one of the Four Families of Morhen, even breaking promises.As such, how was Frank supposed to play nice with the likes of them?However, while he got tough in the face of injustice, it was really 'what you see is what you get' with him.In other words, Frank could be a softie at times."Urgh, whatever…" His shoulders slumped feebly after Vicky tugged on him and pleaded for a long while.Having suffered this much grief, what was a bit more, and for Vicky's sake at that?Whipping out the two remaining antidote pills, he handed them to Walter and said, "These won't be enough, and I don't have time to cook more… Get a bucket of water and di