The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Taking the cleaver from Frank, the middle-aged man stared at it, speechless.

Compared to normal folk, he was a big deal, even if he did not measure up to Frank and the thirteen.

So how did this happen to him?

"I've done nothing wrong..." he blurted. "It's just a job. How is that a crime?"

Frank had his back to the middle-aged man as he growled coolly, "Don't try to shift the goalposts. There's nothing wrong with working for money, but killing for a job is a crime.

"Not only are there plenty of opportunities, but you could make a living from your strength just with construction work or even delivery. Even in the past, people with your strength wouldn't murder innocents, no matter how poor they were.

"In the end, you're not doing it to live-it's to satisfy your personal desire!"

The middle-aged man bellowed furiously, "No, this isn't fair! Why do you get to judge everything?"

Frank nodded. "You can be dissatisfied-if you can beat me, that is!"

"You...!"

Since he was dying anyway, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and charged at Frank.

However, the man before him could leave Shagan and even the nation shaking if he so much as stomped his foot.

An ordinary man like the middle-aged man stood no chance and was instantly dealt with.

With that, Frank started to head back and called Jouri to inform her about everything.

"Heracles? As in the demigod?" Jouri exclaimed. "Could he be the one and the same? Well, I think the powers he bestowed to those people are defective."

Frank nodded.

The thirteen were more powerful than Frank expected, and Frank could not grant powers so that someone else could conjure the colossal giant he summoned.

That meant Heracles could well be stronger.

"That said maybe your powers hold potential for further development Drop by if you have the time for al full-body checkup, so we can check out what's the deal."

"Alright! Do remember to keep an eye out on Heracles for me."

"Don't worry!"

Just as he hung up, Frank saw Jada approaching from a distance.

There were others with her, all of them carrying duffel bags filled with money.

"Dear Mr. Frankton, you're always

causing trouble for everyone." She smiled. "Do you know how much

effor it took me to gather somuch

Frank laughed. "That's just a start. You still have to assess the other losses, thank you!"

Jada pouted but nodded.

There was no helping it when Frank was her master.

Forget being exhausted-Jada would not refuse him no matter what she had to put herself through.

The next day, Frank was woken up by a phone call.

He picked up the phone and saw that it was Jada.

Frank quickly answered, and Jada exclaimed, "There's trouble, sir! You need to come right away!"

"Trouble?" Frank was mystified. "Are there more powerful foes hidden in this quiet place?"

Jada laughed in exasperation. "It'd be easy if it was just that... Anyway, you should drop by."

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They were all chanting their demands for Jada to pay them more, or they would not let the case rest.

Frank was left perplexed-he never had to worry about anything whenever Jada took charge.