The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Obviously, no matter what insolence and insults Mona dished out, the steel-masked elder was not changing his mind.

That left Frank in a dilemma, as the steel-masked elder was powerful.

And judging from what Mona said, he had some divination technique that made him even more terrifying.

Frank really did not want to get involved with the likes of that elder-what could he do, really? Even if Frank might be evenly matched against him in martial arts, that man would just move against the people around him even before he expected it.

But was he supposed to just obey the man's orders, and...

Frank turned toward Mona just then, blinking.

The brat might be ranting endlessly after the steel-masked elder, but she was also flashing a sinister smile.

Turning toward Frank, she asked tentatively to probe Frank, "Well, you heard the man... Master Lawrence, why don't we just..."

She almost sounded eager!

"Stop!"

Frank held up a hand. "Don't worry. I'll come up with something in a year to change your great gramps' mind."

"Tch."

His dense reaction left Mona rolling her eyes, since she was only protesting against the arranged marriage-not him.

If anything, she was actually looking forward to it.

"Alright, I'm going now. You guys help yourself," Frank said, eager to leave right then.

Mona was left gaping. "Hey! At least free us! How irresponsible could you get?!"

"I..."

Frank almost blacked out from frustration but turned back in exasperation.

"Hehe... Thank you." Aion nodded at Frank after he was freed before whispering into his ear, "Now, don't underestimate the silly brat. I can admit that she's a little nutty at

times, but she holds the great.net

potential that Haply Hall has seen for centuries. Her ability in geomantics is starting to show, and

you won't regret marrying her."

With those words, Aion clapped Frank on the shoulder, laughing as he left.

Frank was blue with shock and was left staring at Mona on the floor, still bound.

"Uh, when is this staring contest ending?"

Mona pouted, just as her stomach growled audibly. "It's been days since last ate, but I promise to beat

up my great gramps once I eat. I

won't be a burden." This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

"That's enough already, kiddo." Frank chuckled exasperatedly and patted her head.

There was just so much information to digest, and he was still left stunned.

Moreover, he had heard of geomantics back at Mystic Sky Sect.

It was a combination of Draconian traditional divination arts and geomancy, and masters of geomantics were all formidable individuals.

And this silly brat might become a grandmaster of that discipline?!

Mona winked at Frank just then. "Oh, Master Lawrence, patting my head like that... Made up your mind already?" "Urgh..."

Frank withdrew his hand as if

burned, but he smiled in wry amusement. "Don't mention that ever again. And let's get you some food now."

"Alright!" Mona's eyes lit up instantly at the mention of food, unable to care about anything else right then.