The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



The youth's reply was instantaneous: [Meeting is unnecessary. Send a video of your apology.]

Meg was clenching her knuckles in fury. "Why should we apologize? Aren't we supposed to close after business hours? And most of the staff had left -how were we supposed to work for him? It's like he has a few screws loose!"

That was when Sadie craned her neck for a look and frowned. "I think I know him!"

As both Frank and Meg wheeled on her, she threw her hands up. "I mean, I'm not sure if it's him. So, there's this rumor that a burglar has been gically altered just like us, and he gained the ability to airwalk like no one has ever seen before.

"They call him the King of Thieves he can steal whatever he wants to, and he's also said to be very young. He always appears fashionable, just like the kid in that photo."

Frank raised a brow. "The King of Thieves?"

"Yes." Sadie nodded. "And he's stolen plenty of things but isn't exactly loyal to the fraternity either."

Frank nodded. "And where is he now?"

Sadie pursed her lips. "I know someone who might know him, but I'm not sure if that's really the case..."

Frank shook his head. "It doesn't matter. Let's just meet them for now. Also, tell Ida and the bouncers to be careful. Don't let the King of Thieves get in again."

"Got it!"

Soon, Frank and Sadie were outside a rundown apartment.

As they alighted, Sadie explained to him as they walked, "The gic alterations have a 99% chance of success. It isn't guaranteed even if most people succeed, and the person we're meeting has the bad luck of turning into a monster. Please don't be too surprised when you see her."

Frank was unsure if he should laugh or cry. "Don't worry, I've seen some strange things myself."

Soon, they strode past the messy compound and into the apartment building. It was very old and had no elevators, so they climbed all the way to the fourth floor.

Sadie then knocked on a rusted steel bar door, and it quickly opened, revealing a hunchback whose face was hidden beneath a hooded cloak. She thumped the floor heavily twice with her cane and snapped, "So you're alive, Sadie Godot?"

Sadie smiled. "Indeed, and I managed to latch on to a bigwig as well!"

Beside her, Frank creased his brow.

The person before her appeared deformed, but her voice was melodious-she might even be gorgeous before her alterations.

Ending up in this state would definitely leave her miserable.

At the same time, the hunchback demanded, "What brings you here?"

Sadie replied, "I have some questions."

"I'm busy."

The hunchback was ready to shut the door, but Frank caught it. "Why don't we make a deal? If you answer our questions, I'll cure you!" "You? Cure me?!"

The hunchback lowered her hood,

revealing a blackened face that

swelled like a pig's, with various scars interweaved over her cheeks.

Her left eye was blind on top grinat

and was overall a gruesome sight as Sadie had said.

"Yes!"

Frank promised nheless, putting a hand on his chest. "I'll see you later, and I promise that you'll make a full recovery."

And with that, he turned to leave

with Sadie in tow, who asked, "Are

you sure you can really cure her, master? Even the best plastic

surgeons were saying that there's no saving her face! Her skin is just rotting, and the process continues even with grafting." Content belongsnoveldrama

Frank was unsure if he should laugh or cry. "Have you ever seen me talk big? I said I'll cure her, and I will."

Sadie smiled and nodded that much was true. Frank was not just powerful, but he also had integrity and never lied.

Soon, they arrived at an apothecary where Frank picked some herbs.

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Sadie knew a thing or two about Draconian traditional medicine as well and could tell that the herbs that Frank had chosen were exceedingly common.

"What are you up to, sir?" she asked.