The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Chapter 1807



Mobius then unwrapped the red cloth to reveal the stark white phalange the same one that Mr. Shrode had brought in last night.

"This is the spiritron vein I would trade with you, Mr. Lawrence," Mobius then said nonchalantly. "I can even tell you how it works-it can regenerate any wound and any missing body parts."

Frank narrowed his eyes at Mobius, words, his fingers touching the card Vicky gave him before he came.

There was no mistaking it now, as the card had both the address of this hotel and a photo of what the Turnbulls' lost spiritron vein looked like.

It was the one Mobius was showing them right now!Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Vicky had also mentioned that it was unparalleled in regenerating physical wounds. However, since the Turnbulls were not a martial clan, they did not care much even after acquiring the spiritual vein, instead consecrating it at their ancestral shrine.

"Frank...?"

Silverbell was shocked too, as she did not expect Frank's business in Bralog to involve a spiritron vein.

If word got out, would that not lead to a battle between all the factions?

Even now, she could still vividly remember the close shaves she had when she got her own spiritron vein. "Is this to your satisfaction, Mr. Lawrence?" Mobius asked just then, bringing Frank to his senses.

Frank considered it, but before he could speak, a loud yell resounded from the distance. "How dare you!"

Both Frank and Mobius turned to find a long-haired youth, and he was none other than Mickus Salor, the heir to Clear Winds Pavilion who had just lost a handshake match with Frank yesterday.

His eyes widened as he stared at the spiritron vein, bellowing in disbelief as he pointed at Frank, "How dare you... selling off a national treasure?!"

He was clearly presuming that Frank was the seller and violating Draconia's laws against selling historical artifacts, let alone to foreign parties.

And since the spiritron vein was Draconia's most valuable treasure, the consequences of losing it to foreign powers was unthinkable.

That was exactly what Mickus was

going for as he glared at Frank and Silverbell, snarling coolly,

"Impressive, Lady Silverbell! To think that I believed you above the rest. before. but you're actually in cahoots with Frank Lawrence! How disappointing! I will inform the eldest of the Martial Alliance right now and remove you from office!"

"Shut up!" Frank snapped, scowling right then. "This has nothing to do with Silverbell!"

"Nothing to do with her?!" Mickus bellowed. "I'm seeing this happen with my own eyes, and you'd still say otherwise?!"

"Not everything you see is reality," Frank retorted coolly.

"That's enough, Mr. Salor!"

Silverbell frowned as she strode up to Mickus, knowing that the person she brought had messed up Frank's plans. "It's Mr. Mobius here who acquired the spiritron vein, and it's Frank who's trying to buy it from him."

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