The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Jorg sneered.

He looked down to see Aria curled up from fear and reached out to pick her up before flinging her outside the room as if she were a ball.

"Go!" he barked. "Gather everyone around the residence here. I might even spare your lives if I'm in a good mood, but if you run..."

Eron panicked as Jorg's black machete inched toward him, and he promptly yelled at Aria, "Go! Do what Mr. Zayas said. Tell everyone it's my order! Just go!"

However, just as Aria pushed herself off the ground, she saw Gorde’s decapitated body just beside her.

She promptly started yelling and fleeing like mad.

Eron almost suffered a stroke right then. "Dumb bitch!"

"Are you really running?”

On the other hand, once Jorg saw what Aria was doing, he waved his hand.

was refined into pure vigor instantly, launched into the

her shoulders that were now a bloody pulp before collapsing on

trembling Shane. "Go on, boy, or it'd be worse for

he ran down the hallway,

Shane's tactfulness, while Eron stared fixedly

Zayas... So what have we done to warrant this? I've even met your high elder just days ago—he promised

"Frank Lawrence?"

the crap, Eron White. I only do what I'm told—I wouldn't know anything

orders—wouldn't you be punished if you killed me by mistake? My daughter is going to be Maron's fiancee! Even if I'm going to die, at

moment of doubt as Eron tirelessly pleaded his case, and he could see that Eron was

really