The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Frank then asked, "Now tell me, what's that geomancer like?"

Matteo shook his head. "Just hear me out on this one, bro. Don't mess with him if you can."

Frank did not agree. "Those people who give that look always end up being pushovers. And if I end up dead, isn't that good news for you?"

Matteo thought about it but decided that Frank was right. Why should he stop the man from being suicidal?

"He called himself Hal Prana, hailing from Jade Cauldron School, a fraternity of sages!"

"Where is he now?"

"I met him at Moaning Club. Word is that he had a booth seat reserved for him permanently-you'd definitely find him there."

"Got it." Frank nodded and turned to leave.

Matteo was at once surprised and delighted. "Y-You're not going to kill me?"

He really thought he was a dead man and only told Frank what he knew so that Hal would kill Frank for him... only for Frank to prove himself a saint.

Nonetheless, Frank smirked. "Killing you would only dirty my hands. Someone else would do it anyway!"

As evening arrived, Jada and Moxxi arrived in Frank's office at Frankton Tower.

"Mr. Frankton, our people are staking out Moaning Club, but we couldn't get any information on Hal," Jada reported.

As Frank nodded, Jouri Yelin arrived. "We have information on Jade Cauldron School in our system, but it's nothing like the fraternity that Matteo Crass described. It's just a group of conmen, and our people have already shut them down six months ago."

"Got it." Frank nodded, not particularly surprised.

A fraternity of sages? If they really existed, they would have long since made their presence known.

"Ms. Yelin, you can go now," Frank told Jouri before turning to Jada and Moxxi. "Okay!"noveldrama

Soon, a Rolls-Royce stopped outside Moaning Club, drawing everyone's attention.

The bar was quite big, but it was really nothing to brag about evenin Bono Town. Only the likes of Jason Chand would frequent it, so even Range Rovers rarely stopped by, let alone a Rolls-Royce!

They were even more shocked when they saw the people getting off-two beautiful ladies got off first, having both the face and figure that could match A- listers.

But while everyone presumed they

would be seeing some pudgy middle-aged man behind them, Frank alighted in a tailored suit that accentuated his muscular form while his hair was combed neatly. He was certainly the picture of an aristocrat!

Meanwhile, the trio were unaffected by the looks of envy or jealousy and strode into Moaning Club.

The manager on duty was outside greeting guests, and seeing the trio's regal getup that were clearly worth millions, he knew they were important even without the Rolls-Royce!

"Welcome to Moaning Club," he greeted them. "Do you have a reservation?"

Frank shook his head. "Nope. Do you have any seats available?"

The manager quickly said, "Yes, of course! Come on in!"

While the manager quickly beckoned for waiters to take over, the bouncers were left confused. "Why didn't you tell them that the seats

have a minimum fee? What if they cause trouble?" en