The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Chapter 1835



Frank was naturally unaware about what was happening in Quill Manor.

He more or less sensed that things were getting hairy for Winter, but he had no idea about the harassment Winter and Jean were subjected to.

And after hanging up on Winter, he called the personal number that his grandfather had left him a few days ago.

"Hello, Governor... I mean, Grandfather."

"Haha!" Governor Quill laughed from the other end. "Frank, my boy... What can this old man do for you?"

Frank flinched just from hearing the man's voice, but he soon caught himself and smiled. "Would you mind telling me where your manor is? I'd like to visit."

"Oh? Great! That sounds fantastic!"

Governor Quill was taken aback that Frank was asking to visit and soon laughing brightly because it had been a while since anyone asked. "Very well, you should visit... but I'm not at Quill Manor at the moment... But maybe it'd be more appropriate to say that I haven't been there for a long time!"

Frank was really surprised. "What? You're not there?"

"Hehe..."

The old man chuckled, but his voice sounded miserable. "To tell the truth... My family has been keeping a distance ever since I pacified the northern tribes and climbed out of the mountains of corpses. I only return to the manor once every year just for show, or there'd be trouble."

At Governor Quill's explanation, Frank suddenly remembered the man's face.

It was certainly true that anyone

would be left petrified by the very

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presence he carried. But they could not be blamed either-even an Ascendant-ranked individual like

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grandfather's eye.

"Hehe... the only person in my memory who would come to me was your mother. Such a shame how that little shit deceived her, taking her away from me..."

Frank scratched his head as his grandfather started reminiscing again, and he said bluntly, "Actually, I have something to tell you..."

He then told Governor Quill everything, about Mobius and Ms. Quill getting involved, after which she was infected by the brocade mites.

He insisted that if Ms. Quill did not get help by today, she would be in mortal danger.

Governor Quill fell silent after hearing Frank's story and sighed lengthily. "I see... I didn't think that she'd be crazy enough to track you down, when I was merely suggesting it..."

"Track me down?" Frank did a double take.

"Yes."

Governor Quill sighed. "As soon as I first saw you, I knew you had great potential, which was why I proposed to have you inherit my office.

"However, that ended up causing the kids' disapproval, especially Megan, my youngest granddaughter. I knew she was most upset, but I didn't expect her to go straight to you. It's really complicated..." Content

Frank could tell from his grandfather's tone that he really could not do anything about it.

"Ahem."

Governor Quilk cleared his throat,

seemingly noticing Frank's

confusion, was once just

disciplining one of my children, only to drive my youngest son out of his mind. That was why I left Quilt Manor to live on a yacht by myself."