The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

While Nadia was not that sharp when it came to how a relationship worked, she was not that dense either. Jada's nudge certainly enlightened her, and she quickly said, "It's fine, Mr. Frankton. It's no big deal- we're friends, and it's really unnecessary."

Frank shrugged and did not keep prying after that.

The next day, Sayna Quill strutted into Frank's office, planting herself on the couch unabashedly in a figure-four sitting. "I did you a huge favor. How are you going to thank me?"

Frank really did not like her, but he kept business and personal feelings separate. "Name your price. I won't bargain."

"How about some Frankton Group shares?" Sayna asked. "Don't worry, I'm no freeloader-I'm always ready to help when you need me."

"Whatever."

Jada was going to stop Frank, but she soon realized that there was no harm to it. If anything, Quilldom Inc. was superior to Frankton Group in every way, and the established connection between both companies might not necessarily be bad.

However, Jada's instincts were telling her that Sayna had her own motives in this matter, instead of just helping Frank.

"Huh. That was easy."

Sayna was actually surprised, but she smiled. "Well, you're the sole shareholder anyway, so I'm sure there's no need for procedure. I'll bring the agreement tomorrow-sign it, I'll wire the money, and it's a done deal.

And knowing that Frank really did not like having her around, she soon made herself scarce, with Sally York entering Frank's office just after she was gone.

"I got something, handsome!" she exclaimed. "Well, what do you know... the necklace was pointing to a location right here in Shagan. Shall we go check it out?"

"A location? Show me!" Frank quickly said.noveldrama

Sally spread out a piece of A4-sized paper in front of him, pointing at the labels. "I recall that place. It's not far from Chandlerton, but it's a little strange. You don't have to go if you're scared, though."

"Are you trying to provoke me?"

"I'd never dare to!"

Frank smirked. "You really don't have to provoke me when it's in my interest, though it wouldn't work anyway. Now let's check it out!"

With that, he dragged her downstairs, shoving her into a Rolls-Royce, and had a chauffeur drive them.

Sally reclined against her seat,

crossing her calf with her knee and

started fiddling with her phone. "Th really not sure what you're up to here. Wouldn't it be better to spend all your time and resources researching a way to leave Shagan intact?"

Frank smiled but said nothing, as he had definitely thought about it.

However, it was not the right time now. And while he could tap into other resources, he was not keen on troubling Vicky Turnbull and the others, which was why getting Frankton Group on the right track was his top priority for now.

"It's interesting now that I think about it," Sally said, suddenly switching topics. "The spiritron vein claimed that this rule had something to do with its first master, but I don't see any connection... And the First Master doesn't look like he's on our side either."

Frank ignored her and stared outside the window, as several white Range Rovers had appeared out of nowhere, sandwiching his Rolls-Royce and clearly looking for trouble.

"That was quick," Sally commented calmly, even thrilled.

She knew BM Group. They were a bunch of pests that if they could not kill you, they would proceed to annoy you to no end.

As such, she was really keen to see what Frank would do with them.

"Bunch of extras."

Frank waved his hand, and the brakes of the Range Rovers broke down at the same time.

As most of the Range Rovers crashed into the divider, a couple who were busy making out in their car noticed the commotion too late.

Even as the driver panicked, the Range Rover that he had almost crashed into suddenly took a sharp ninety-degree turn.

It was an eerie sight, as if someone was moving it like a toy!

What was more, the windshield of the Range Rover shattered even before it could stop, and a burly blond man in black was sent flying out straight toward a distant Rolls-Royce!