The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 2220

Alda hardly understood what Frank said, but they stared over the steel wall and walked ahead.

They were barely a couple of steps past when Frank heard a rustling. Something was advancing on them, slowly but steadily with a murderous presence.

To no surprise, they made a turn and found a tiger approaching.

It was as tall as an adult person and left its paw prints in the dirt as it walked. At the same time, its ferocious glare was fixed on Frank, as if to tell him that it could devour him at any time!

Alda was shocked. "Tigers can get that huge?"

Frank shook his head. "No, they can't. Someone's done this to it!"

After all, Sally York could alter a person into pure essence and infuse them into a painting. Would a mere animal escape her clutch?

It most definitely had something to do with the spiritron vein's power as well, so Frank did not attack it, and instead, tried to chase it away.

Unlike humans, animals do not usually get easily scared. Under most circumstances, Frank would need to kill it if he wanted to get past it.

However, the tiger was innocent, and Frank really could not bring himself to kill it without reason.

In the control room, a goon was left unsure how to react to that. "Is he stupid? Trying to reason with an animal?"

Pax was curious why Frank did not attack immediately.

This tiger was twice the size of normal humans, but it was still not human. And with someone like Frank who had transcended what was normal and was endlessly experienced in a fight, killing the animal was all too easy.

And yet, he simply did not bother to do it.

Nodding, she said, "I won't deny that it's mostly responsible, but in the end, it's because it has acknowledged you. That also reminds me… why did it use me as a medium? I was in a coma for so long—I'd be dead if you weren't that skilled in medicine."

Having no concrete proof either, Frank could only guess. "It couldn't move, and it most definitely couldn't reach beyond Shagan—so it picked someone whose status was different from the rest.

"Think about it. You're the heiress of the Ingram family, and once you got sick, your father would call for help, even from other parts of the world. Eventually, I'd get involved too."

Alda nodded again. "True. My family is a big deal in Shagan, at least. While it was right in using me, I guess its plan was unnecessary since you came to help me on your own."

Frank chuckled. "Not everyone dies that quickly, and this is the spiritron vein we're talking about."

"Well, what would've happened to me if you hadn't come?" Alda asked in curiosity.

"I hate to say it, but I guess I should give it to you straight—the spiritron vein wouldn't give a damn if you died. It's basically divine, so it can regard everything else with insignificance!"