The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



"Ahem."

Governor Quill cleared his throat, seemingly noticing Frank's confusion. "I was once just disciplining one of my children, only to drive my youngest son out of his mind. That was why I left Quill Manor to live on a yacht by myself."

He sighed, his exasperated recounting of the past leaving even Frank feeling sorry for him.

"After I left a trail of bodies in the north, I must have invoked some curse. Since then, I carried a death aura that would petrify anyone, even my family, to the point of driving my youngest son insane.

"And so I left the manor to live by myself, only returning once a year just for show. Still, your mother was the only one who could stand me. I remember how she loved to fish with me out at sea, and we spent all the seasons on my yacht.

"Hahaha... even now, I can still hear her calling me daddy. But before I knew it, the little airhead was a big girl, and she's still the only one who never feared me... It's such a shame."

Governor Quill's voice turned nasally just then, clearly shedding tears.

Frank hung his head too.

To be honest, his memories of his mother, Tiffany Quill, had become murky.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

However, he clearly remembered that one occasion in the woods, when his mother had brought him out to a pond to fish.

At that time, his mother had also told him that she and her father used to catch fish larger and taller than Frank.

As a child, that had certainly caught his interest.

To hear Governor Quill mention that now really left his nostrils wet, and he almost shed a tear.

"You're a good kid, Frank."

Governor Quill spoke emotionally just then, sighing. "I understand that you joined Mystic Sky Sect after you fought your father, zealously studying martial arts to avenge your mother. But the waters of Draconia run deeper than you'd think... And your mother's death was a move in an elaborate scheme, laid in place by a person whom even the likes of us must never challenge.

"Right now, you must properly hide your abilities while continuing to train diligently. Do your best to reach the Transcendent rank! Once you're there, you'll have finally earned your keep in Draconia."

"What?!"

Frank felt a chill run down his spine.

He had to reach the Transcendent rank just to earn his keep?

And his mother was killed as part of a plan made by someone so important that no one got to challenge?

Someone whom even his maternal grandfather, the overlord of all east coast's forces, could not act against?

It certainly messed up Frank's

mind-he had heard many people mention, many times that the waters

of Draconia ran deep. But to think that things were this way...

ridiculous.

If anything, it appeared that he was getting full of himself just because he had reached Ascendant rank.

"Anyway, I'll send you the address," Governor Quill said just then. "I know Megan has been impulsive and spoiled, but she's a good kid at heart. Do save her if you can."

"I will, Grandfather," Frank replied shortly.

"Well, I'm relieved to have your assurance. Hehehe..."

"By the way..."

Seeing that Governor Quill was about to hang up, Frank quickly added, "You can tell me the port where you berth too. I'll visit whenever I have the time."

There was a long silence, but

Governor Quill soon laughed heartily.

"Yes, yes! Of course... I'll send you the location. No worries-I won't blame you if you never visit either."

"Yeah."

Frank then hung up and took a deep breath.