The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Jada laughed. "What's the point of just drinking? There are plenty of other stuff to do!"

"Like what?" Laura asked, curious.

"Take your time to find out!" Jada grinned mischievously.

"What's going on up there?!" the cabbie, who had been listening interestedly to the women's conversation, suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone turned to see countless cars and persons floating over sixty feet up in the air, and there was a hellish white mist around them.

"Whoa..." The cabbie gasped and turned toward Frank, Jada, and Laura. "Is that... real?"

"Of course." Frank chuckled. "Your eyes never lie, though reality isn't as complicated as one would like to think-someone is just playing tricks!"

As he finished, he gestured for the cabbie to turn the car around, while he alighted and strode toward the freakshow.

Even as the cabbie reversed his taxi, he asked Jada, "Shouldn't you be more concerned for your boy, ma'am? He'd be dead if he had his soul stolen!"

Jada smiled in wry amusement. "What year is it, and you're still superstitious? I can tell you in no uncertain terms that the paranormal doesn't exist only human tricks. And that's easy to handle, with a strong fist and just cause."noveldrama

The cabbie was only utterly confused but did not worry about it since it was not his problem and left with Jada and Laura.

On the other hand, Frank stood in front of the white mist and yelled, "Quit being dramatic. Come out!"

Hearing only silence, Frank got impatient. "There's a limit to my patience!"

That was when a wild gust pelted his face as several white figures appeared up in the air, hovering.

Frank rolled his eyes. "Spare me your theatrics already!"

He then grasped, catching every white figure with a formless force and pulling them right in front of them.

Frank demanded, glaring coolly at them. "Who are you people?"

The group of white figures were shocked-was this brat so strong that he could break their technique so easily?!

One of them, a woman in her thirties,

growled at Frank threateningly,.

"You're good, but not that good! So

stay out of our way, be

you

don't want this!"

Frank snorted. "I don't care what you want.

here's the thing-you're

messing with traffic and attacking innocent civilians. They are not tools for your drama, so let them go.

"If you can do that much, then I'll consider not hurting you."

The woman laughed herself silly. "Are you even listening to yourself, brat?! We only ever do what we want it's not up to people like y

to tell us what to do!" Copet

"Is that so?" Frank chuckled and waved his hand.

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The cars began to land safely, while the civilians were lowered gently on the ground, although they had all passed out.

"You've really done it now!"

The white figures struggled to their feet, ready to attack Frank in retaliation.

However, they soon realized they could not free themselves from the shackle of Frank's unusual power, and they traded glances.