The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 2119

Frank could tell right then that Jason must have done something unusual to confirm if the box of bone ashes was truly a box of bone ashes.

"You can't be blamed," he assured Jason. "People always think for themselves."

Jason nodded. "Well, it's weird now that we talk about it… but ever since I had a taste, I feel like I have endless energy. It's like I mutated!"

It was a joke, but Frank did not laugh, as he remembered what Jason said.

If he was telling the truth, the whole situation was fishy—Frank certainly would not believe that Jason's mentor would treat a youth he never met with such respect for no real reason.

"Alright, just take care and rest well," Frank told him. "I have something I need to do, so I'll be on leave for a few days."

"Oh, sure!" Jason nodded. "Just do what you need to do, and you can even leave without asking—you'll be paid anyway! That said, I'm just worried if you're going alone, so have Lara tag along."

"There's no need for that!" Frank shook his head.

He had long since decided to work alone—one less person was one less worry, especially given the strangeness of this entire affair.

However, his intentions would not beat Jason's 'schemes', as he summoned Lara after Frank left.

"You're worried that the fatso would come after you, no?" Jason chuckled. "Well, Mr. Frankton is running off on an errand. Why don't you go with him?"

Lara nodded without hesitation. "Just give me leave, and I will stick with him at all times!"

Jason nodded. "Then, go!"

"Thank you, Mr. Chand!"

Hence, after Frank left the hospital and got into the car, the backseat door opened and Lara entered.

"What are you doing?" Frank asked, puzzled.

"Following you, what else?" Lara shut the door nonchalantly and started tapping on her phone.

However, just as they reached the staircase, a group of burly men rushed past them, arriving outside the old woman's house and banging on the door violently. "Don't you play dead on us, hag! Get out here, or we'll kill you!"

"Please!" The old woman groaned inside her apartment unit. "I'm a little short on money lately, can't you let me have an extension?"

"Extension?! Who's going to be nice to us if we're being nice to you?! Today's the deadline, so pay up, or we're breaking in!"

Knowing that pleading was futile anyway, the old woman turned silent.

That only left the burly men outside seething, and they started to strike at the door.

Frank smiled from the staircase as he watched—he really was in luck!

Hurrying back to the old woman's house, he snapped, "All of you, stop!"

The burly men all sneered at him in turn. "Quit meddling, boy! That hag owes us big time, and it's only reasonable that we get it back from her! Come on, test our patience and see what happens!"