NovelEnglish"Hmm.?" Marit did a double take, and her charming expression soon faded as she turned solemn.
"I guess I couldn't hide it from you." She sighed but soon giggled charmingly like she did before. "But I'm telling the truth that I've fallen for you long ago. So how about it? Why don't we just massacre the wretched Turnbulls, and then we can go wherever you want?" "Well, you know me." Frank smiled faintly, shaking his head. "All I hope is for you to give up on your vendetta against them and stay away." "No chance." Marit's expression cooled. "They killed my sister, and I have an agreement... Wait." She suddenly paused and flashed an exaggerated grin. "Right. I wonder if this is going to be helpful." "What is it?" Frank frowned, suddenly solemn as well.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMarit was grinning so broadly that her eyes were narrowing. "Well, while I am hunting the Turnbulls because of my personal vendetta, I'm also bound by an agreement to do so. Would you like to know who it is?" Frank realized with a start at her words.
"I see. I get it now." He nodded, musing to himself. "That is a bombshell. and I'm sure that Glen Turnbull and his family won't be able to sleep easy when they find out." "Fufufu. That's just it. Still water runs deep here in Morhen!" Marit exclaimed. "Everything's cloak and daggers, especially Draconia's very own president. He's so venomous that you'd feel a shiver down your spine! Well, I was just getting weary and wondering if I should find a palace to settle down in." "Cto Riverton," Frank said, impassive. "Having another mouth to feed is really no big deal for me." Marit smiled wryly and sighed again. "I was going to go down with the Turnbulls, but I've changed my mind after seeing you. Naturally, I'm going to need your help." "Not a problem." Frank nodded without asking what for.
Marit appeared taken aback but soon smiled again.
Minutes later, Frank leapt down from the broken glass dof the banquet hall. Remaining Impassive, he caught his balance and turned to Glen, who sat limply in his seat.
"I've caught your culprit," he said, throwing a person on the floor, who was firmly restrained but struggling persistently, her body gyrating as she moaned alluringly in grief.
Naturally, it was none other than Marit.
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"Why would you capture me?" She pouted. "Do you think I'm really the South Sea Crow?" "What.."
Glen sprang to his feet, glancing between Frank and Marit repeatedly before asking in a shaking voice, "Are you sure she's the one who infected us?" "Yes." Frank nodded, still impassive.
"You're amazing, darling!" Vicky proudly pressed her lips on his cheek.
The kiss left Titus glowering, and Marit was frowning ever so slightly vel too. Still, Marit soon had an idea and started her drama queen antics.
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