The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Both Vicky and Helen had more or less realized that keeping the spiritron vein was not necessarily good for them, especially as it brought them endless troubles. Losing it in time was, from a point of view, the smart move.

Frank understood what Silverbell was thinking.

Only a major organization like the Martial Alliance and their supporters had the strength to keep it-giving to Frank as he was now would harm him instead. "What should we do now, Frank?" Vicky asked worriedly.

"Sit back and do nothing," Frank said after thinking a long while about it, glancing between Vicky and Helen. "If someone can track the precise location of the spiritron vein, that makes it their problem and not ours. The city of Zamri is already a mess because of the spiritron vein, so it's not time for us to take the stage just yet. At this point, the ideal move is to take the loss and pretend nothing happened, and carry on as usual."

Both women nodded at Frank's words.

Over the next month, Frank had surmised from various information gathered by Lanecorp's health and safety department that the battle for the spiritron vein got way worse.NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

There were countless martial artists dying under inexplicable circumstances every day, with fresh corpses found everywhere.

Even elders of major sects like Cloudnine Sect and Hundred Bane Sect had fallen, their corpses dumped unceremoniously by the curb.

And now, hearing that foreign elites were showing up too, Frank felt lucky.

If he did not give up and took part in the competition, it would not just be him-everyone around him would end up collateral.

Treasures were nice, but what was not his, was not his.

Meanwhile, after over a month of training, Winter Lawrence was formally appointed as chief of Zamri Hospital.

On the first day, she was immediately harassed by Dennis Jackson's former subordinates.

"Hehe... You're really young and

talented, chief." Paco Nellis, a balding man in a white coat stared fixedly at her as she stood outside the operating room, contempt showing in her eyes behind his glasses.

"Now, listen," he sneered, pointing at the man bleeding all over on the surgical table and barely breathing "This man is a very important

man-he's a retainer of Morbonet

Sorane family. I'm afraid I lack the I experience and skill to treat him, so I'm referring his case to you. May I ask if you're going to take it?"

Winter gulped at Paco's challenge, remembering what Frank had told her at the mansion.

"Dennis Jackson has worked at

Zamri Hospital for a long time," he said. "The remnants of his faction

are too deeply rooted to be nex

completely. But with the chaos. happening across Zamri, it's the best timing for you to show your chops. Remember-don't flinch and take action when you have to. Slap them in the face hard, so that they yield."

Frank took a deep breath and nodded repeatedly at the thought.

"I'll get it done since you can't, Dr. Nellis," she said with composure, showing no nerves despite taking the scalpel for the first time.

After over a month of intensive training under Frank, she had plenty of training and improved greatly as she had plenty of wounded to practice on, with the chaos in Zamri.

Her only shortcoming was being unable to hone her vigor since she had no potential as a martial artist.