Semua Bab The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage: Bab 2401 - Bab 2410

Red Shirt thought that Sylvie and the rest were agreeable at the prospect of getting rich. As such, he lowered his backpack and unzipped, revealing the gold and gems inside.Unlike antiques, these could be melted and sold for money!"You're crazy!" Sylvie rolled her eyes."Oh, come on!" Red Shirt retorted in annoyance. "You don't have to snap like that!""So what if I do? Even the tomb raiders in movies wouldn't sell the good stuff to foreigners! You people don't have any principles, and that's sickening!"Red Shirt glowered. "Don't bite off more than you can chew, lady!""No, no, no. Please let me have a bite," Sylvie retorted.As the leader of an archaeological team, she naturally thought differently than the gang of tomb raiders. In her mind, artifacts had no monetary value—only historical—and selling them was an utter waste, which was why she despised tomb raiders."You asked for it!"Red Shirt was incensed and whipped out a handgun, training it directly on Sylvie.Sylvie

Having never met Frank before and unaware of his personality, Red Shirt was genuinely concerned about reprisals.Taking his gun back from the woman, he nudged her. "Apologize already!"However, the woman was petrified and did not move, leaving Red Shirt fuming.He pulled her toward Frank, kowtowing in apology. "We never knew that you're a superior being, and we really meant no offense! Please look the other way this one time!"Frank smiled in wry amusement. "What did you just call me?""A superior being? Or just a god, if you like! I mean, aren't you one? Even bullets can't touch you!"Frank chuckled in exasperation. "Shagan really fell from grace, huh? Ascendant-ranked individuals can handle bullets, let alone a plain handgun like that one. Don't worry—I can be ruthless, but I won't kill a woman. I did goad her into shooting anyway."Red Shirt sighed in relief. "Fair enough…" "Wait!""W-We're innocent too! We never shot you, so just let us go!"The other tomb raiders were

The tomb raiders' eyes lit up. "Like… X-ray vision?" Sylvie shrugged. "Probably. Ask him!"However, none of the tomb raiders said a word since they were afraid to mess with Frank.After a brief silence, the woman who had tried to shoot Frank earlier asked, "Can you predict the future?"Sylvie giggled in amusement. "You were just trying to kill him, and you're not scared of him already?""Actually, I was horrified." The woman flashed a weary smile. "But I'm now getting the feeling he's a good man! That alone sets him above the rest, present company included."She was being honest too—her colleagues were ready to let Frank have her just because they were worried Frank would lash out in resentment.Frank was certainly a real gentleman in comparison!"Actually, I don't have X-ray vision…"That was when Frank chuckled and pointed down the passage. "But I can sense what most people can't."Everyone turned to find little bright orbs shining in the darkness, with more appearing one

"You idiot!" Ernest snapped. "Do you think I'm an idiot?! I'd never make a living if both of them got killed—don't worry, I've done my homework. The pillars of a hypogeum are plenty sturdy, and I'm just trying to scare them with a little bomb. It's not going to collapse."That was what Ernest sincerely believed, but his contractors could not really agree.No one actually knew for sure if the pillars of this particular hypogeum were sturdy. However, they could tell that Sylvie was skeptical, judging from the fact that she did not bring her team with her.Moreover, this hypogeum had been built over a thousand years ago. Even when it came to modern infrastructure with rebars and concrete, a single explosion could still cause problems.One of the contractors then said, "You'd best be sure about this. It's quite serious, and there might be consequences."Ernest snapped at them again, "You're all six feet tall and then some, but you have no balls at all! People would laugh if they knew!

"What?!" The archaeological exploration team were left further confused and were shocked as Sylvie restrained her rage and told them everything. "What?!"They knew Ernest had a fight with Sylvie but did not expect the bastard to attempt murder!"It's all our fault, chief!"They all promptly apologized, since Sylvie would really have gotten killed.Sylvie gave them a thorough dressing down, before wheeling on Paula Radach, her deputy. "Forget Ernest Lane—what do you think you're doing?"Paula appeared apologetic. "Sorry. Ernest told us that some officials were asking for us, so—" "You're fired!" Sylvie snapped icily."Wait!" Paula exclaimed, flustered. "I shouldn't have believed a bastard like Ernest, but this is an understandable mistake, right?!"The rest of the archaeological exploration team agreed. "Exactly. There are plenty of reasons that this happened at all—you should give her a chance."Sylvie, however, laughed icily. "Give her a chance? Then who's giving me a chan