The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

When she saw that it was frank, the dame snapped furiously, "What are you doing in my house?!"

Frank chuckled and brandished an ID at her. "You should be asking why your fingerprints are on your friend's ID."

At the same time, Conan appeared and bellowed furiously, "You bitch! You're finally coming after me too, huh?! You've really done it now!"

The dame flinched-she did hold the stolen ID for a moment to look at it, but they found out?!

She certainly doubted that she would leave a perfect print and snapped, "Impossible! I didn't do anything wrong-don't try to shift the blame on me!"

Frank nodded. "I knew you'd say that. Why don't you read this?"

He threw her a report and saw that it was a hundred percent match of her fingerprint!

Terrified, she started tearing the report into pieces while shrieking, "Impossible! You couldn't have gotten my fingerprint before this!"

Frank chuckled. "I'm not sure if I told you, but we're not the same. You really have no idea what I am capable of... And by the way, that report is a copy. The original isn't here either, so it's pointless even if you rip it apart."

Seeing that Frank had solid evidence, the dame gave up on pretenses. "So what if you have fingerprints? Do you have anything else?"

"Why would you think I wouldn't?"

Frank chuckled. "Sorry, it's not just the fingerprint, but also fingerprints left on the tools used for the crime!"

He snapped his fingers, and Jada appeared with a gunny sack. She dropped it on the ground and untied, revealing a thug with a pummeled, swollen face.

Frank then whipped out a phone, waving it at them. "I have a full confession, including how you sent him to start the fire and tried to shift the blame on us. Would you like to check it out?"

The dame ignored Frank and wheeled on Hornless Dragon, who suddenly felt endlessly embarrassed.

Who could have known that his men were that incompetent, leaving actual fingerprints?

"Come on, be a pal!" He chuckled. "It's all just a misunderstanding-let's just forget about it, okay?"

There was no helping it when the other side had concrete evidence.

Hornless Dragon did not dare to lie either, not when it was straight to jail if he upset these people!

"Misunderstanding?! My homestay

was

Spended for six months-you

call a misunderstanding? Conan snapped indignantly.

Hornless Dragon chuckled. "Don't worry... We will compensate you!"

Conan nodded. "At least you're quick. A million it is-no more, no less! Refuse, and you're all going to jail!"

"A million?!"

Both the dame and Hornless Dragon were shocked.

"A million?! Why don't you rob a bank instead?!"

"I'm warning you—you either play nice, or fuck off! We're not going to suck up to you for anything!"

Even if the dame had no cause, she had been a fishwife for life and was not about to bend despite the circumstances.

If she allowed Conan to con her like that big time, everyone else would consider her a pushover for agreeing to it.noveldrama

Nonetheless, Conan shrugged. "Fine, then don't bother. You're all going to jail-I've already heard that crimes like these mean a sentence that lasts several years. Whatever you planned in life, it's too late by the time you're released!

"Also, don't forget that the entire street and the tourists would all know you're guilty of arson. Would they allow you to keep your

homestay business, I wonder?"