The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Could Kat be the spiritron vein?!

While Noel was shocked and confused on how Kat might be the spiritron vein, it was clear that the Lionhearts really wanted the spiritron vein.

In fact, even Sil's objective in helping Rory was clear-they wanted the spiritron vein Frank had!

And having understood, Noel composed herself.

Instead of looking thoughtful, she asked Sil blankly, "Mr. Lionheart... What is the spiritron vein, really?'

"It's..."

Sil would rather not answer, but seeing that she was confused, he shrugged and explained, "It's Draconia's destiny manifested. The one who gathers all eight spiritron veins will become the Dragon King, which is how the name Draconia came to be. It has always been the birthright of us Lionhearts, see? All we're doing is retrieving what's rightfully ours."

Even as Sil spoke, his eyes were fixed on Noel's face, intent on catching any twitch or unusual reactions.

However, he was left disappointed soon enough, as Noel had really earned her title as Draconia's top actress.

All Sil saw was Noel looking up to face him and shaking her head feebly. "I've thought about it, but I really don't know anything that fits the description. Sorry..."

"Do you not know, or are you refusing to tell me?" Sil growled threateningly, striding closer to Noel.

Noel backed down in turn, looking troubled. "I-I really don't know, Mr. Lionheart! I've never heard Mr. Lawrence mention anything about that..."

Sil stared at Noel for ten whole seconds, but there was nothing unusual about Noel's reaction at all, let alone guilt.

He eventually sighed in disappointment. "It seems that I've made a mistake-you really don't know anything."

"Then... Can I go now?" Noel asked gingerly.

"Go? Where would you go?"

Sil waved her off dismissively. "Someone get in here, and bring her to Rory at the sub-basement."

Then, he wheeled on Chet,

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narrowing his eyes. "As for you... You're going back to Zamri and keeping watch on Frank Lawrence's every move."

"Yes, Mr. Lionheart."

Chet shot Noel a look wishing her good luck before tamely leaving the basement bar.

"Hmph. What a waste of time."

Sil snorted and started to leave as he was not interested in watching how the filming would go.

However, his head started spinning just as he got to his feet, and his legs felt like they were made of lead.

No!

Even as Sil's danger sense tingled and he tried to do something about it, he was left staring as Chet had returned, although he should be long gone by now.

"What are you... Wait!"

Sil's eyes widened as he saw the other man, smirking and standing with his arms folded beside Chet.

After all, he knew that man's face all too well!

"Frank Lawrence!" Sil growled through his teeth, instantly realizing that he had been duped.

But just as he was about to raise his hand and retaliate with his pure vigor, a sinister fire ignited in his meridian nexus, and numbing bolts seemed to spread throughout his body right then. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

"W-What did you do to me?!"

Sil glared at Frank viciously even as he leaned against the table for support.