The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Ernest was terrified in the first place, and he was now basically trembling when he saw that Frank and Sylvie were alive, even flying!

Even if the tremors stopped, this floor was unusable with the entrance caving in. As for the people inside-even if they were not crushed under the falling boulders, they would still not stand much chance of survival.

Sylvie smirked in turn. "A mere mortal like you, mocking the gods?"

Ernest's face fell, and he suddenly started shrieking hysterically about angels and demons!

Meanwhile, Frank put the tomb raiders and everyone else on firm ground before striding up to Ernest, seizing him by the scalp and lifting him up into the air.

"The insanity plea, huh?" He chuckled. "I admit that you have quick reflexes, but so what about it? When I set my mind on killing someone, not even a loony will escape me!"noveldrama

The construction team's face fell right then.

"Please, sir! He almost killed you, and it's fair that you want to return the favor... But just hear us out, you really shouldn't dirty your hands—"

"You're actually on his side?!" Ernest snapped, caught by surprise. "Whose payroll are you on?!"

Frank chuckled. "Oh, so you're sane now?"

That surprised Ernest even more.

Shit, he got too excited and forgot to stay in character!

Still, this was fine! Thanks to his contractors, he now had another option... even if it irritated him!

"What, are you going to kill me?" he goaded Frank. "Sure, we're not that rich compared to all the other bigwigs in Shanton, but so what?! My father will make you pay if you kill me!"

Frank laughed icily. "So, you're convinced that you have the presidential pardon?"

"For sure!" Ernest laughed, not expecting Frank to suddenly appear behind him and put his hand gently on Ernest's spine.

Terrified, Ernest tried to run but could not... as if he was paralyzed.

Incensed, he growled, "What do you want?"

Frank shrugged. "I'd just like to see what your father can do to me!"

Then, he pressed his hand, and Ernest immediately dropped to his knees.

After coughing a few mouthfuls of blood, his eyes rolled up, and he was dead.

The contractors were left trading glances, but they knew right them

that Frank was simply diff themet

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taking lives like it was nothing!

Still, one of them warned, "You should run, man. Like he said, his father will make you pay if you kill him."

Frank was not concerned at all, even picking up Ernest's corpse and throwing it toward the exit.

Dusting his hands, he chuckled. "That prick deserved it. Don't worry, I won't hurt you because you're not responsible."

The contractors sighed in relief.

They were not that well-acquainted with Frank and were only warning him out of self-preservation earlier.

Still, it was comforting that he put their minds at ease.

"Come on. Let's go!"

Frank led them out from the caverns and sought out Sylvie's archaeological exploration team instead of Five.

When they met, Sylvie was

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immediately snapping, "What are you doing?! I told you to keep both eyes on the entrance, but you allowed that monkey in!"

The archaeological exploration team was too far from the tomb to even hear the tremors and were therefore confused. "What are you talking about, chief?"

"What am I talking about, you ask?!" Sylvie snorted in exasperation. "I'd be dead if Lugh wasn't with me!"