The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Chapter 1737



Horey was no fool-she would be able to tell away that the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom in the box was an artisan object and no treasure.

And since it was a fake, she would immediately presume that Helen and the others were trying to trick her.

On top of that, Frank showed up and subdued her courier.

One did not need imagination at this point.

Horey would naturally presume that the whole thing was a trap designed by Helen to catch her, and that Helen had never planned to follow her demands from the start.

Horey would be furious and would definitely hurt Gavin Lane in retaliation.

"Devious witch..."

Frank could not help sighing, impressed despite Horey being his enemy.

She was so cunning she would crush her senior apprentice, Kairo Wal, by a country mile in the brains department.

Seeing that Frank has asked his questions-and that she already gave all the answers she could give anyway-she asked fearfully, "Excuse me, could you let go of me now?"

"What? Oh, right. Sorry..."

Frank quickly pulled the woman to her feet.

She was no villain, and judging from her expression and what she said, she was not lying.

Horey had simply sought her out by chance, promising her a generous reward to look inside the box.

Bowing his head in earnest apology, he said, "Sorry, I mistook you for someone bad. Please accept my apology."

The woman smiled nonchalantly. "It's fine. It's been a while since I've experienced this much excitement... Wait, why do you want to catch that woman?"

Frank sighed softly. "She kidnapped someone close to me."

"I-I see..."

The woman nodded, her face obscured in the darkness, but she was obviously young, with her hair tied into twintails.

"Oh, my phone... And my glasses..." she murmured, since she had dropped her phone when Frank subdued her.

Still, Frank's eyes lit up at the mention of her phone.

Right! Since Horey was staying in touch with a video call to check the contents of the box, Horey would have to give the woman her number or keep the call going! to

And once Frank got that number, he could ask Trevor to track it down...

Nheless, even as the idea

occurred to him, he was left staring as the woman left Room 10, her eyes narrowed as she pouted to

"Your phone... Sorry."

Before Frank could speak, all the words were suddenly stuck in his throat.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

After all, he could see the woman holding a broken pair of glasses and a phone with a cracked screen.

It was also only then that he finally

saw that she was barely in her

twenties, tooking like she had just

graduated from college. She

a

denim dress matched with a large denim sling bag and had a paperboy cap on her head. to

She had to narrow her eyes to see clearly with her glasses broken, and while she was no looker, she was definitely not ugly.

Still, Frank's attention was not on her face, but her phone.

It was broken, which meant the trail leading to Horey that he had just thought of had gone cold.

"What's going on here?!"

A large group of staff and security guards emerged from Room 10, and they promptly interrogated the woman.

She was stammering, her hands flailing around helplessly before suddenly finding Frank's sleeve.

Tugging on it, she said quietly, "M-My boyfriend and I... slipped. And we heard people outside, so we hid..."