The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 665

"Hahaha…"

Maron was laughing as he came over, throwing an arm around Frank's shoulder. "Lady Silverbell, this is my friend, Frank Lawrence."

"Frank Lawrence…?! No, that's impossible."

Silverbell's cool gaze flickered for a moment, showing confusion and reminisce. However, it only lasted for a moment as she regained her cool composure, and she threw those thoughts away.

She had come to East Draconia for Frank Lawrence—Donn Lawrence, to be precise.

Donn was the son of Godwin Lawrence, the Lord of the Southern Woods. Silverbell was told that Donn had found success in Riverton, and she had traveled there to meet him… to clear the air and annul the engagement their parents decided for them while they were children.

As for the man before her… Even if he had the same name, Frank should not be here in Southdam, let alone get involved with Sage Lake Sect.

After all, Sage Lake Sect was a minor cabal in a remote location—the Lord of the Southern Woods' son would never keep such frivolous company.

Presuming that this man of the same name caused a misunderstanding, Silverbell shook her head and drifted away before Frank said a word.

Frank frowned even as he looked on—he recognized her even though she could not recognize him.

It was indeed Silverbell, the daughter of his father's valet.

Now that he thought about it, it had been over a decade since they had last met—she had since become a woman of marvelous beauty and had the martial caliber to be chosen as the chief of the Martial Alliance.

Frank actually had no idea what the Martial Alliance was all about. Given Maron's attitude, however, it was definitely no child's play.

He did not take offense that Silverbell did not recognize him either, since people changed—especially over twenty years.

Still, he felt content, seeing that the young girl who always tagged along when he practiced martial arts had become such a goddess and remembering the cute way she used to say his name…

That was when Maron pointed at Silverbell, chuckling under his breath, "What do you think, Frank? That figure, that ass, and those pretty cheeks… Don't you just want to defile her viciously in bed?"