The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



Moreover, Stone was tasked by Namik himself to protect his daughter Sanne, and not to serve as her goon.

As such, after considering his options, Stone did not attack Frank as Sanne had ordered.

Instead, he returned to Sanne's side, whispering something into her ear.

"What?! Are you sure?!" she soon exclaimed.

As Sanne turned in disbelief toward Frank, Stone nodded solemnly. "I'm not a hundred percent sure, but there's almost no mistaking this."

"Hmph..."

Even so, Sanne glared at Frank, pursing her lips stubbornly.

Still, as a stalemate ensued, a group of three men and one woman stepped out of the elevator. They clearly came from the same sect, and their leader was a youth in his twenties, bearing long hair, a sharp glare, and a sinister presence.

"Ms. Dali?!"

The youth quickly noticed the scowling Sanne and beckoned for the others to kneel on one knee despite his shock.

"Ivo Werner?"

Sanne was surprised to see the youth, but she soon appeared thrilled.

Ivo was one of her father's apprentices-he was no prodigy, but he was still a rare talent among Birthright-ranked elites.

Naturally, Sanne's excitement was not aimed at Ivo-it was at the shriveled, elderly man behind Ivo.

The man was actually Tijil Stam, Ivo's godfather, who was also a close friend of Sanne's father.

Moreover, Tijil was one of the best Ascendant-ranked elites in Thousand Isles Guild. As such, Sanne considered Frank a dead man with his arrival!

Meanwhile, Ivo was smiling fawningly. "Ms. Dali, what brings you here to Zamri? You could've told me beforehand."Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Even if she was too fat for him to get interested, Ivo knew that he must never insult the heiress if he wanted to climb up the ranks of Thousand Isles Guild.

That was why he was immeasurably humble.

"Don't bother with the formalities, Ivo."

Sanne waved him off, frowning. "I was just taking part in the qualifier, but those two insolent wretches insulted me, interfering with my participation! What do you think we should do?!"

"What?!"

Ivo was stunned, and turned in disbelief toward Frank-someone had actually managed to put this tempestuous brat in her place?

"Mr. Zoran," he growled, as he turned and leveled a hostile glare at Mr. Zoran, the Zamri Martial Alliance branch manager. "How could you let this happen here?! Do you know what would happen after Ms. Dali was insulted in your branch"

"Uh..." Mr. Zoran stammered, but there was no way he could not recognize Frank when he had been escorting Frank around just earlier.

Moreover, based on his impression of Frank and Sanne, Frank had never even provoked Sanne in all likelihood-she must have provoked him on her own volition.

Nheless, this was a problem that left Mr. Zoran in a dilemma.

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Thousand Isles Guild was closely connected with the Martial Alliance in every way.