The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

With Frank's permission, Sylvie braced herself and picked up a golden goblet. "Just to put it out there, this thing could fetch up to millions. But I won't take it if you say no."

Even if the residents did not mind and Frank had given permission, Sylvie still thought she should tell everyone about the market value, or she would be exploiting them.

Still, everyone was laughing. "Forget millions-we'd give it to you even if it was billions. We wouldn't have gotten all this stuff if not for you two."

"Then I happily accept!" Sylvie grinned. "Don't worry either, since I won't be selling it for money-I'll donate it to a museum."

Then, pointing at the spatial vial Frank was holding, she asked, "By the way, can he have that?"

Everyone laughed again, and a man said, "Forget the vial-we'd give him anything!"

Someone joked, "What about your wife and son? Do they apply too?"

The man chuckled, not upset at all. "Can't say no if the gentleman doesn't mind! I'd be rich soon, so wouldn't I have freedom if I gave him the missus?"

Everyone laughed heartily, and Frank then said, "Alright, it's time we head back. If you don't mind, I will keep the treasures in the vial again—we can split it once we get back."

As everyone nodded in agreement, they were soon back in Tranquil Street.

After finding a clearing, they started splitting all the treasures.

While the distribution could be uneven for the uninitiated such as them, they had an expert appraiser with them in Sylvie.

Things went quite smoothly with her precise appraisals, and in under an hour, everyone headed home in satisfaction with their newfound wealth.

Jeeves remained, approaching Frank and asking, "By the way, kid... are you married?"

Sylvie laughed right then, though it made sense.

With Frank's power and his virtuous character, was there really anyone who would not like him?

Frank then chuckled. "No, but—"

"No buts." Jeeves stopped him. "I have a granddaughter around your friend'sage-she's quite pretty too, I guess. Why don't I give you her number, and you two can get to know each other?"

"Forget it!" Frank smiled, shaking his head.

He did not lack women in the first place, and what was he going to do if Jeeves' granddaughter insisted on offering her body in gratitude?

And judging from Jeeves's expression, he was keen for his granddaughter to marry Frank.

However, Frank would definitely not force such a thing upon the girl-not even if he had to show Jeeves due respect.

Seeing that Frank was not

interested, Jeeves presumed that Frank was no philanderer and liked him even more. "Anyway, just leave a number, kiddo. I might have consultations in the future!

Frank nodded. "Of course!"

After sending off Jeeves, Sylvie teased

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evank. "Wanna bet? Someone you tomorrow, and it'll be Jeeves' granddaughter-I guarantee it."

Frank smiled but said nothing, as he had already considered that too.

He simply just had to not answer the call-that always worked!

"Alright, time to head back!"

With that, Frank sent Sylvie home before heading back to the hotel where Myra stayed.

As soon as he entered, he found a man lying on the floor, tied up from limb to limb.

The Ghostly Six were standing in a circle around him, glaring icily.noveldrama