The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



The feminine voice changed her angle right then. "I would still insist that there's too much unknown about this energy we're testing. There's no telling how we're supposed to apply it optimally... but there's only a small chance that the limitations wouldn't apply."

That was where the video ended, and the contents certainly matched what Frank had encountered this far.

That elderly voice was most likely the geezer whom he had encountered in the backroom of Torchwood. As for the energy they were referring to, it was most definitely the power obtained by the hero depicted in that tomb-the energy of the spiritron vein.

That certainly explained how the hero's armies disappeared as the feminine voice suggested, that energy bound them despite its abundance. Once claimed, the individual would definitely be killed if they left Shagan.

And since the power could be granted to others, that geezer must have granted it to others!

However, that begged a bigger question—since that geezer was already dead, how did Leo gain that power?

In all likelihood, the woman in that video had circumvented the limitations, even harnessing it!

That was how the geezer's underlings could leave Shagan, which made that woman the real final boss of this entire story!

"Argh!!!"

Whitney suddenly screamed outside the room, and Frank promptly leapt out to find her standing outside her room, her face pale.

"It's just a mannequin!" Frank quickly assured Whitney.

"Wait. Do you mean... I was talking to a mannequin?" Whitney stammered.

"No." Frank shook his head. "Mannequins don't talk. You definitely were talking to your daughter, but she had drugged you before putting the mannequin here."

Whitney recovered from her shock, nodding. "Is that why you came back? To look for this?"

Frank nodded. "I did find what I was looking for, and it's your daughter who left that trail for me."

Whitney sighed. "It's been years... She's like a stranger to me now. But that's not like her! She wouldn't put up a horror show just to pass something to you!"

Frank smiled in silence-people did change, and in all likelihood, Whitney's daughter had encountered something life-changing.

"By the way, do you know more about her?" he asked.

Whitney nodded. "I can't see her, but I've been keeping tabs... Why wouldn't ? She's my flesh and blood. I've quietly followed and watched her at times... but she looks just like a normal person. There's nothing strange about her!"

Frank nodded. "Did she go to university? What course did she major in?"

"Yeah, she majored in archaeology at a university in Cronde. Her father was against that, saying that there was no future in that... I personally fought him so that she could keep her major."

"Anything else? Who does she usually hang out with?"

"Well, she's quite withdrawn and doesn't have many friends, since she's from a single family and her father is sexist. But I promise you that she's a good kid!novelbin

"Please, Lugh... I can see that you're no ordinary man, and you had plans when you came, but I'm begging you-if you really got into a fight against my daughter, please spare her life for my sake!"

Whitney's voice cracked with tears toward the end-they were talking about her daughter after all, and she did not want to see her daughter die when she was still so young.

"Don't worry. I'll spare her when I can-but circumstances are special, so you'd have to let me work according to the situation!"

Despite what Frank said, he was left in a dilemma-he could spare Sally's life for Whitney's sake, but he would not hold back if she really decided to hurt him.