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The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1391-Frank did not stay too long at Favoni House.

He waited until Silverbell recovered enough and left her with all the Ichor Pills she had, reminding her to be careful before leaving. Still, before he left, he got to enjoy watching the two Favoni sentries from before squatting at the gates and barking like dogs.

Even Jaden was on hand to send him off, having woken up but needing a cane for the time being.

"I've been told the truth of everything now. Both your magnanimity and strength is above mine…"

Disappointment showed on his face, and his cheeks were pale and his eyes bloodshot-Frank could not tell if it was from the psychological blow or his drained vigor after staying unconscious for over a month. "You're the first person I earnestly respect, and not even the Demon of Volsung Sect gets that honor. When I recover, I will definitely visit and ask for your guidance."

Jaden proved right then that he could lose with dignity.

After all, he did not think that the rival he belittled and slandered would put the past behind them to save him.

Even if the chief of the Martial Alliance had a part to play, there was still no doubt that the Favoni clan had been spared destruction because Frank stepped up.

And now, knowing that Frank was not someone they could mess with, he and the rest of his family were on hand to see him off.

"Thank you, Mr. Lawrence." Stella Favoni was there too.

At the same time, she nudged her younger sister Chelly, who hung her head awkwardly after spacing out for a moment.

After all, she was strongly prejudiced against Frank even among the Favonis and had hidden in her room, afraid to show her face when she was told that Frank came.

Still, knowing that she could not hide as everyone was there to see off Frank, she kept her head lowered as she murmured, "I'm sorry for the misunderstandings, Mr. Lawrence…" "That's enough."

Frank frowned, not keen for the Favonis' grand reception but appreciating Jaden's attitude nonetheless. "You are gifted, and if you're willing, come to Zamri after you fully recover. I can take you in as my apprentice if you're earnest and loyal."

He meant that for Jaden specifically, and while Jaden was surprised, he did not hold back, shaking off the servant holding him up and falling to his knees. "Master Lawrence I am your faithful apprentice henceforth!"

"Good." Frank nodded, satisfied. "I'm letting bygones be bygones since things did not get out of hand this time. I hope you will all serve the Martial Alliance loyally, especially Silverbell. Farewell." With that, he drove away with the sports car he appropriated from Lubor.

"Farewell, master!" Jaden exclaimed even as he kowtowed thrice, and Frank was gone by the time he got up.

"Hehe…"

Silverbell watched as Frank left too.

All her doubts were gone, and she smiled in satisfaction, touching the spiritron vein on her chest.

Ring…

On the way back to Zamri, Frank received a call from Mona Fairfax.

It had been a while, and he was chuckling even as he snapped at her, "Where have you been, silly brat?"

Mona was quite the glutton but was a fine martial artist, and Frank had her play the role of Winter's personal bodyguard. Winter had explained that Mona left some time ago to save her grandfather, who seemed to be in trouble.

Frank had been left speechless back then-not only did the brat not call him despite being in trouble, but she was nowhere to be found when he tried to look, and he had to be extra protective of Winter in her absence.

Still, Mona was as cheeky as she always was, giggling. "Hehehe… Sorry about that, Master Lawrence. But I'm calling you now, aren't I?"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1392-Mona was as cheeky as she always was, giggling, "Hehehe… Sorry about that, Master Lawrence. But I'm calling you now, aren't I?"

Frank snorted, but he did like the lively brat. "Hmph. Quit trying to distract me, and tell me already… I take it that you couldn't solve your little problem, could you?"

"Oh, that's amazing, Master Lawrence!"

Mona giggled but soon added mischievously, "Well, you know my stupid grandpa was captured, right?"

Frank was left blue with shock at Mona calling her own grandfather stupid, but Mona continued excitedly anyway. "Well, I looked around and finally found out where he was held, and after elaborate plans and preparations, I made it into the enemy's base!"

"And? Did you get your grandfather out?" Frank quickly asked.

"Nope." Mona cleared her throat awkwardly, even adding as if it was natural, "And they caught me too."

"What…"

Frank was laughing despite himself, though that was when someone snatched Mona's phone away.

"Yo, are you this brat's mentor?" It was a man, speaking with all the tone and mannerisms of a thug. "I'm telling you, we have your girl and your gramps. You know the rules right? Pay up, and we'll let them go."

"How much?" Frank asked.

But he could already tell from the thug's voice alone that he was no martial artist, so how did they manage to kidnap Aion Fairfax and Mona?

"Five mil per head. Pay up, and you might see them again."

"Okay." Frank agreed to it right away.

His quick response left the thug taken aback, "Wait, shouldn't you haggle?"

"Why should I?"

Frank was taken aback-who the hell is that thug? He was such an unprofessional kidnapper!

"Shit! But don't family members always haggle with the kidnappers in those police movies? To buy time and whatnot…"

Frank was speechless-the thug's IQ was no higher than Mona's.

That was when someone who sounded like the boss came over and barked deafeningly, "Are you fucking stupid?!"

There was a yelp, as the thug earlier was obviously given a beating.

"Hey, brat. You'd best come to the rundown temple in Zamri's outskirts by nightfall, or we're gutting your girl and your old man!" And with that, the call was disconnected.

Frank was left narrowing his eyes as he listened to the static beeping, not of just because of the comedic da. B Mona and the thug, but also the location the thug boss mentioned. en.swhovels.net The rundown temple in the outskirts of Zamri? Frank had a really bad memory of that place.

Just over a month ago, an elderly man with a steel mask covering half his face called to meet Frank there too.

If Silverbell did not take the spiritron vein away beforehand, Frank really have to fight him, and it fight Frank was not sure he could win.

a And now that he was going on a trip down memory lane, he could not help getting wary just then.

To no surprise, when he soon arrived outside the rundown temple again, he found the thugs standing guard outside… and a familiar suffocating presence.

The elderly man with a steel mask covering half his face was right there, right now!

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1394-"I made a mistake?! Impossible!" The elderly man with a steel mask covering half his face exclaimed in shock.

At the same time, a hint of impatience showed on Frank's face. "Sir, didn't I already give up on the spiritron vein a month ago? Was that the reason why you kidnapped my people to lure me here again?" "Your people?"

The elder snorted and snapped quietly, "They are members of Haply Hall. Whenever did they become your people?"

"That's bullshit, Great Gramps!"

Mona yelled despite being tied up, "I told you before I'm leaving Haply Hall! I'm no longer a part of your cabal!" "Hmph!" The elder snorted. "Did you think that Haply Hall is a place you can come and go as you please?"

"Yes! Bleh!" Mona retorted, even sticking her tongue out at him.

The air around the elder stirred restlessly, and Frank could actually see him blinking.

"Oh, Grand Elder, you shouldn't stoop to the brat's level."

Aion smiled awkwardly before turning toward Frank. "Uh… Long time no see, kid."

"What is this comedic routine for, really?" Frank sighed, rubbing his temples.

Aion promptly rambled, "Hehe… So you see, kid, we heard that a spiritron vein fell into your hands, and we at Haply Hall were the first to know. That's why, to protect you-" Frank frowned. "Stop being condescending. I'm not a child."

"Huh…"

Aion glanced awkwardly at the elder, clearing his throat before saying shortly, "Yeah, Haply Hall wants the spiritron vein too. That's about it."

"That geezer is a real seer, Master Lawrence!"

Mona exclaimed right then, while wiggling all over the floor like a caterpillar. He foresaw when the spiritron vein would be uncovered and that it would fall into your hands That's why he kidnapped Madam Zims and Mr. Yego beforehand, so that he can take it from you!"

"Brat!"

The steel-masked elder shot a vicious glare at Mona. "Just look at the child you raised, Aion!"

"Huh?" Aion did a double take-how did this end up his fault?!

"As for you, kid…"

The steel-masked elder eventually turned to Frank. "You may not have a spiritron vein, but its fortunes revolve around you. And though can't put a finger on it, I can see that there's something different about you."

Then, pointing at Mona, he added, "That brat is really unseemly, but she will become the next chief of Haply Hall. If you want to live, you must think about multiplying in the name of our fraternity. Do you understand?"

Frank was left utterly flabbergasted by the elder's words.

He turned toward Mona and then Aion, both of whom were equally dumbstruck.

"Objection!"

Mona snapped as soon as she came to her senses. "As the next chief of Haply Hall, I refuse to have my marriage arranged!"

"I second that!" Frank joined in, frowning-the brat was just some freeloader, and he had no other thoughts about him!

"Overruled!"

The steel-masked elder laughed coolly. "You have a year. If you two don't produce a progeny by then… Hah!"

With that, the steel-masked elder turned to leave, leaving Frank standing there, speechless.

He could hear the threat in the man's tone and could see that he clearly had no choice in the matter which pained him greatly.

"Get back here, geezer! Geezer!!!"

On the other hand, Mona was yelling at the top of her lungs, "I'm ordering you to get back here, or I will pry open your casket even after you croak, you hear me?!"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1395-Obviously, no matter what insolence and insults Mona dished out, the steel-masked elder was not changing his mind.

That left Frank in a dilemma, as the steel-masked elder was powerful.

And judging from what Mona said, he had some divination technique that made him even more terrifying.

Frank really did not want to get involved with the likes of that elder-what could he do, really? Even if Frank might be evenly matched against him in martial arts, that man would just move against the people around him even before he expected it.

But was he supposed to just obey the man's orders, and…

Frank turned toward Mona just then, blinking.

The brat might be ranting endlessly after the steel-masked elder, but she was also flashing a sinister smile.

Turning toward Frank, she asked tentatively to probe Frank, "Well, you heard the man… Master Lawrence, why don't we just…"

She almost sounded eager!

"Stop!"

Frank held up a hand. "Don't worry. I'll come up with something in a year to change your great gramps' mind."

"Tch."

His dense reaction left Mona rolling her eyes, since she was only protesting against the arranged marriage-not him.

If anything, she was actually looking forward to it.

"Alright, I'm going now. You guys help yourself," Frank said, eager to leave right then.

Mona was left gaping. "Hey! At least free us! How irresponsible could you get?!"

"I…"

Frank almost blacked out from frustration but turned back in exasperation.

"Hehe… Thank you." Aion nodded at Frank after he was freed before whispering into his ear, "Now, don't underestimate the silly brat. I can admit that she's a little nutty at times, but she holds the great.net potential that Haply Hall has seen for centuries. Her ability in geomantics is starting to show, and you won't regret marrying her."

With those words, Aion clapped Frank on the shoulder, laughing as he left.

Frank was blue with shock and was left staring at Mona on the floor, still bound.

"Uh, when is this staring contest ending?"

Mona pouted, just as her stomach growled audibly. "It's been days since last ate, but I promise to beat up my great gramps once I eat. I won't be a burden."

"That's enough already, kiddo." Frank chuckled exasperatedly and patted her head.

There was just so much information to digest, and he was still left stunned.

Moreover, he had heard of geomantics back at Mystic Sky Sect.

It was a combination of Draconian traditional divination arts and geomancy, and masters of geomantics were all formidable individuals.

And this silly brat might become a grandmaster of that discipline?!

Mona winked at Frank just then. "Oh, Master Lawrence, patting my head like that… Made up your mind already?" "Urgh…"

Frank withdrew his hand as if burned, but he smiled in wry amusement. "Don't mention that ever again. And let's get you some food now."

"Alright!" Mona's eyes lit up instantly at the mention of food, unable to care about anything else right then.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1396-Frank could not help sighing as he watched Mona-did she really have the potential to succeed at geomantics?

"Oh, it's killing me. Those two geezers are so despicable! I swear I will dig them out of their graves after they die and dump their corpses down the drain…"

Even Frank and a hangry Mona left the rundown temple, they saw that the two geezers had left in the car Frank brought.

While Mona was stamping her feet and cursing out loud, Frank sighed exasperatedly and had to walk with her to Zamri.

The journey took them half a day, and by the time they reached a dealership, the journey left them filthy from head to toe.

Meanwhile, in said dealership, a middle-aged man was seated in a sandblasted glass room, pointing at a sales girl's face as he bellowed, "Your sales figures are in the red again, Lydia Kinley! Quit playing chaste maiden, or you can leave! I don't want you here ever again!"

Lydia in turn complained miserably, "I don't get it, Mr. Swain! Why do I have to prostitute myself just to sell cars?!"

"Hehe…"

A woman wearing thick makeup sitting on a nearby couch and appearing busy painting her nails giggled coolly.

"Some people really overestimate their worth," she quipped. "Claude Dresden had his eyes on that car earlier, and all she had to do was smile and spend the night with him, and that's several hundred grand in the bag. But what did she do? She slapped and snapped at him, and poof went the biggest sale we could have had this month. Tut, tut…"

Jane Liston was clearly jealous and also throwing fuel to fire.

"Really? That actually happened?"

Bode Swain was furious and slammed his hand on his desk, leaving Lydia flinching.

"I… You… Urgh!!!"

Bode strode up to Lydia, walking circles around Lydia before exclaiming in disappointment, "What do I ever say about you now?! Could you stop thinking that you're special? Everyone's done it, so just let loose!"

"Like this…"

Even as Lydia screamed and struggled, Bode reached out and unbuttoned her blouse, baring her, cleavage. "What's the problem this? You're a woman and working in retail, so play to you to th it?

Get "No, I don't!" Lydia was crying as she ran out, clutching her blouse.

"Hey, what's going on here? Who bullied our dear Lydia now?"

A goofy laugh could be heard outside the glass room.

While Bode was caught by surprise, Jane's eyes lit up and hurried outside. "Oh, and I wondered whose regal voice it would be. So it's you, Mr. Dresden!"

It was the most apparent flattery, but Claude appeared oblivious, catching Lydia by the wrist and chuckling. "Come on. Tell me, Lydia-who bullied you? I'll punish them."

"Please just let me go. I've made up my mind… I'm resigning," Lydia pleaded even as she struggled to free herself from Claude's grip. "Really?"

Claude glowered right then. "What, do you think I don't deserve you? Are you spurning my kindness, Lydia?"

"Oh, that's not it, Mr. Dresden!" Bode hurried up to them to calm things down.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1397-Even as Bode spoke, he was winking repeatedly at Lydia. "Everyone knows that Claude Dresden is the king of West Zamri. No one would ever disrespect you—"

"Fuck off!"

Claude kicked Bode away right then and slapped Lydia violently across the face.

Even as Lydia screamed and dropped limply to the floor, clutching her cheek, Claude spat on the floor.

"Fuck…" he growled coolly, his face contorted with rage as he grabbed Lydia by the hair. "I'm a customer! And I bought million dollar cars! Your commission would be worth tens of thousands, if not more, right?! And you're telling me that's not worth your first time?!

"I thought you were just playing hard to get, but you're clamming up completely! What's your problem? And you know what? I will send my boys to Zamri Hospital right now and drag your father out of his ward! You'd better believe it!"

Lydia's face turned pale, and she kept pleading repeatedly, "No… No! Please, don't do this!"

He did not think that Claude would go so far as to investigate her family, even finding out that her father was hospitalized after a serious injury.

It was her measly salary that was keeping her father alive, and she had yet to enough to pay the hospital next week.

If her father was thrown out, he would definitely die.

There was no way Lydia would abandon him, as he had single-handedly raised her after her mother left.

"Do you get it now?!" Claude snapped, throwing a room card at her face. "If you do, come to my room at Grand Coast Hotel tonight, clean up, and wait! Otherwise, your father is a dead man, you hear?!"

Bode was soon on his face, smiling as he asked, "M-Mr. Dresden? About that car you were interested in before…"

"That depends if she makes me feel good tonight. I'll buy it in cash tomorrow if she does, but if not…"

Claude trailed off, snorting coldly.

Jane and Bode promptly leapt into action.

"You heard him, Lydia! That's your last chance, so take it!"

"Exactly! There's so many other girls who want to sleep with Claude! He's the heir of the Dresden family, y'know!"

Lydia hung her head as she listened to her supervisor and colleague harangue her. Eventually and after some thought, she picked up the room card from the floor with shaking fingers.

"Hmph. I guess you understand." Claude snorted coldly.

Meanwhile, Frank and Mona, covered from head to toe in dirt, strode into the elegant dealership just then.

Jane spotted them and promptly stopped them.

"Hey, hey, hey! Stop right there! You're not welcome here!" Jane snapped at them, venting her jealousy toward Lydia at Frank and Mona.

Pointing at the distance, she shouted, "This is a dealership for luxury cars, not some place for bumpkin's like you! Now, leave! Security! Where's security?! Are you paid to do nothing?! Can't you see that there are two savages here?!"

Hearing Jane's rant, the two security guards who were laughing in the distance over their poker game promptly put on their caps and jogged toward them.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1398-Hearing Jane's rant, the two security guards who were laughing in the distance over their poker game promptly put on their caps and jogged toward her, Frank, and Mona. "Ahem… Sorry about that, Ms. Liston."

They smiled awkwardly at Jane before wheeling on Frank and Mona.

Suddenly, their expressions were haughty and contemptible.

"Where did you come from, bumpkins?! Get out of here we just cleaned the floor, so don't dirty it!"

"Shoo, shoo!"

Even as the two security guards were busy driving them away, Mona was gulping as she stared at the snacks on the table.

Turning toward Frank miserably, she groaned, "I'm hungry, Master Lawrence…"

The two security guards laughed right then.

What beggars would go to a luxury car dealership to beg for food?

Did they not see the cars on display before deciding if they were allowed to set foot in here?

Frank was in turn scowling as he demanded, "We're customers here to buy a car. Why are you chasing us away?"

He could understand that he looked bad after trekking down the hills to return to the city, but they were not even letting them in?! "Buy a car?"

The two security guards traded glances but soon laughed.

"Come on, man…"

One of them poked Frank in the chest with his stun baton before pointing at the car in the middle of the bright, clean showroom. "That's a Bugatti Veyron. Have you heard of it? Nope, I guess not. The point is, I know it's right there, but do you know how much it's worth? Thirty million dollars for the top model! Do you even understand how much money that is?"

The security guard was convinced that Frank was just a bumpkin, emphasizing on the number when he and his colleague's salaries combined were worth less than four grand a month. They were no more than guard dogs, getting delusional that they were important just because what they were guarding was important.

They did not understand that they were still dogs and could be replaced at any moment.

"What, are you belittling me now?" Frank's tone turned hostile.

He was not in a good mood and was not interested in wasting his breath with these security guards.

In the distance, Jane was glowering when she saw that the two bodyguards never chased Frank and Mona away. "What?! You haven't thrown them out yet?! Get them out of here, or you'd be ruining our reputation!"

The security guard laughed just then. "Wait, Jane-get a load of this. They're saying they're here to buy a car. It's hilarious!"

Jane turned to look at Frank but was soon rolling her eyes and snorting. "These two beggars buying a car? More like a donkey cart! Just leave already! Beat them up if they still refuse!"

The two security guards shrugged, sneering and mocking Frank endlessly. "You heard her. It's not like we're stopping you-she doesn't want you buying anything here." "Bullshit!" Jane snapped at them. "Every car in here is worth millions. They wouldn't see that much money in their lifetime."

"Come on, we're just a little bored and playing with them."

Frank glowered in turn and punched the door deafeningly.

As everyone turned to him, he snapped, "You arrogant pricks! I'm buying this car right now, you hear me?! And I'm paying for it in full!"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1399-After a moment of silence, rowdy laughter soon ensued.

And when she was done laughing, Jane glowered. "Do you even know what you are buying?! It's a Bugatti Veyron, and it's the only one we have in this dealership. It's worth over thirty million dollars! Are you sure you have that much money? Obviously not-you're just here to cause us trouble!"

Then, turning to the two security guards, she said, "Get these tramps out of here already!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

The two security guards nodded, knowing that they had their fun.

They had an important customer inside, and it was bad for them if he was affected.

Pressing the button on their stun batons and triggering sparks, they threatened Frank. "You heard the lady. Get out, or we'd have to make you."

Meanwhile, Mona was still staring at the packets of potato chips on the table and gulping endlessly. "I'm very hungry, Master Lawrence."

It had been days since she last ate, and her eyes were red.

On the other hand, Frank was scowling coldly, seeing that Jane and the two security guards refused to listen.

He checked the sign outside the dealership before coming in, and this business was owned by Gene Pearce as a subsidiary of Pearce Group.

That was why he strode in fearlessly-he did not have money, but he had a gold card Gene gave him.

The gold card was basically a blank check that waived any purchases, as long as it was a business under Pearce Group.

As such, even a Bugatti Veyron was not an issue… though Frank could afford hundreds with his own money anyway.

On the other hand, the employees at this dealership denied him entry just because of his appearance, their disrespect and arrogance evident.

Just as Frank was about to whip out his gold card and reveal his identity, a blond man grinning in disdain came over, chuckling after just a look at Frank. "Where did this beggar come from? Coming all the way here to beg for alms?"

Naturally, the blond man was none other than Claude, and he shot Frank and Mona a look of disdain while scoffing. "Get out of here, you hear? Urgh, what a killjoy… You've really degraded the prestige of this place just being here."

"Haha… Apologies for causing you such was bowing in apology, gesturing at the two shit Bodel Jess, Mr. Dresden…"

guards.

Both men caught their cue right then-they were to remove Frank from the premises no matter what it took.

"Well, you had your chance!"

The two security guards were at once savage after receiving their et orders, and activated their stun batons as they shoved it on Frank's им chest.

Cackle!

Electric current sparked audibly.

But even as the two security guards smiled savagely, Frank remained standing.

Forget passing out he did not even bat an eye!

"Huh?!"

The two security guards' smiles stiffened, and they immediately suspected that their stun batons were broken.

But Frank soon demonstrated otherwise-snatching both stun batons, he shoved the batons back at the two security guards.

They yelped and spasmed before dropping to the floor, their eyes rolling up their sockets while their tongues poked out. "Hmph."

Frank snorted as he threw aside the stun baton and strode into the dealership. "Fucking mooks!"

Bode saw everything that happened, and thought that the two security guards were so incompetent that they did not turn on the stun baton when they struck Frank.

He strode up, ready to drive away Frank himself, when Lydia gasped.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1400-"Hmm?"

Frank noticed Lydia just then too, as her face lit up with delight. "Y-You're…"

"What are you doing here? Don't you work in Riverton?" Frank asked, since she was the salesgirl who filed the paperwork when he bought his Maybach before.

It must be fate to meet her here in Zamri too!

Wiping away her tears, Lydia forced a smile. "Hehe… I was working in Riverton, Mr. Lawrence, but the company transferred me here after you bought that Maybach." "Master Lawrence, can I eat those?" Mona asked with a scowl, clutching her stomach.

"Oh, right! Of course!" Lydia hurried over, opening both packs of potato chips and passing them to Mona.

Mona quickly grabbed the chips by the handfuls, shoving them into her mouth, and she was so busy chewing that she did not even have time to thank Lydia.

Seeing that she was really making a mess, Lydia quickly brought her a glass of water. "Here, have a drink. Don't choke."

"T-Thank you!"

Mona finally spared time to thank Lydia, chugging the glass of water instantly.

Frank calmed down in turn thanks to Lydia's hospitality.

Claude strode up to them, putting a hand on Lydia's shoulder while glaring at Mona and Frank in contempt. "Who are these beggars? Don't tell me they're your friends?!"

"They're…"

Lydia paused before forcing a smile. "They are my clients, Mr. Dresden. I was an agent assisting his purchase before."

"Really?" Claude asked in curiosity. "And what car did he buy?"

"A Maybach," Lydia replied and turned to smile at Frank. "Does the car still suit your needs now, Mr. Lawrence?"

"Oh, uh…" Frank rubbed his nose awkwardly. "It broke."

"It broke?"

Lydia was taken aback and frowned. "Well, you can return it to the dealership where you bought it. They provide repair services, and I remember that your car was insured-"

"Nah, there's no saving it." Frank chuckled awkwardly. "That's why I came here today to buy a new one."

Lydia pursed her lips. "T-That's too wasteful, Mr. Lawrence. The manufacturing costs of Maybachs are quite high, and you really should consider repairing it—"

"Stop that nonsense, Lydia!"

Bode was close enough to hear everything and finally realized that Frank was a big shot!

It was hardly surprising why Frank was so unhappy too-he had bought a Maybach with Lydia, only for them to judge him by his appearance and mistreat him! "Go, Jane! Make some tea!"

Bode hurried to Frank eagerly, while shoving Lydia a way and snapping, "Mr. Lawrence is buying a car! You're not here to tell him what to do!"

Then, rubbing his hands as he turned back to Frank, he beamed. "Mr. Lawrence, cars are just like clothes you change them once it gets old! Even if you patch up the holes, others can see it and would think less of you for it. Don't you agree?"