NovelPdfFrank glanced at Alda, understanding soon enough that the ring was communicating with him through Alda! He still had no idea what it was but picked it up as he determined that it was no cursed object.
In an instant, Frank felt a mysterious energy shooting into his body, straight into his mind! At the stime, the ground of Ninedell shook, followed by volcanic waves, tidal storms, and other natural catastrophes! Everyone-be it layman or otherwise-could feel the anomaly right then.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAnd in the compound of Lionheart Estate, one of the sophomores researching the spiritron veins announced with somber finality, "The spiritron vein of Ninedell has been claimed!" Even as the Lionhearts were left shocked by the announcement, the rumors spread like wildfire...
Meanwhile, Frank had no idea what was happening.
Putting on the ring, he quickly hurried back to Ingram Mansion with Alda still on his back.
Donnie Ingram happened to be at home, and seeing Alda passed out, he promptly asked, "What happened to Alda?!" "She's fine!" Frank put a hand on Alda's shoulder, examining her and preparing to counteract the poison in her body if it was flaring again... only to realize then that there was no poison left at all! Could the ring have detoxed her? Frank glanced at the ugly ring in turn, noticing the gem had completely lost its luster after leaving that chamber, looking no different like an ordinary pebble just then.
"Well, since she has fully recovered, I shall get going if there's nothing else," he told Donnie.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Frankton!" Donnie did not ask him to stay either and respectfully escorted him out, arranging for a chauffeur to drive Frank to his office.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs soon as he arrived at the PR department, the she-wolves, led by Linda Yates, mobbed him.
"Where have you been last night, Mr. Frankton?" "Oh, my... is that perfume?" "No way! How could you do this? Why would you hang out with someone else outside of this department?" Frank was not sure if he should laugh and cry. "Quit messing around and get back to work." "We never work!" As the ladies kept pestering Frank and demanded what he was up to last night, Frank was certainly annoyed and briskly shut himself in his office.
Still, he only had half an hour of peace and quiet when someone knocked on his door. "Mr. Frankton!" Able to tell that it was not the PR ladies, he opened the door.
It was a woman in a business suit, introducing herself as Jason's secretary Lara Gold. Her fashion accentuated her slender figure, and matched with her long dark hair and frameless glasses, she certainly looked the part. Content belongs to en.kikistories"There's something that requires your attention, Mr. Frankton," she said.
Frank was not sure how he should react-though Jason had appointed him as the PR manager, he was basically allowing Frank to freeload off him paying Frank a monthly salary without needing him to do any work. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesThe problem was that Frank must have upset the ladies in his department, so they sent Lara to him to get back at him.
And since Lara was stuck between a rock and a hard place, Frank had no reason to make things difficult for her. "Yes, what is it?" Frank asked.
"Well, we have this client with a long-term partnership agreement, asking for sbodyguards to go adventuring, but we know for a fact that they were planning to pillage an archaeological site. We tend to stay away from such illegal operations, but we're also concerned that we might be stepping on toes, so we'd like you to oversee negotiations." Content belongs to en.kikistoriesFrank nodded. "When's the meeting?"
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