The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Sif exclaimed. "You're truly blessed!"

In spite of all the pain Sif put her through, Vicky never shed a tear.

However, the sight of the men bidding fiercely to have her body was so humiliating her tears trickled down her cheeks silently.

Naturally, no one noticed that amid the rowdiness.

"A million dollars! You hear me?! A million dollars!" a man with a pig mask shouted.

"Shit, are you stupid? A million for Vicky Turnbull's first time?"

A man with a dog mask scoffed at him right then and shouted, "I bid five million dollars!"

A man with a chimp mask chuckled. "No way. That's too high, and not with that scarred face. Hell, I'll hold back and bid four million-I don't mind going second." "Exactly. There's no inflating the price when there's no beauty to speak of."

"Your money would just go to waste!"

"Shit, five million? That's worth a night with Noel York!"

Noel wouldn't even be interested in your fat

the dog mask was snorting smugly. "None of you get it. It's for the thrill, get it? I couldn't care less about

to be one of Draconia's most beautiful women, but she was hung in such humiliating fashion on

way with her were actually complaining

could kill

was on her feet just then, relishing the

the honor of deflowering Vicky went to the man

said, "Go on, enjoy. Just remember to be

turning to the others, she said, "The rest of you shall stay in the queue. As agreed, you will take turns according

cheered, while the man in the dog mask hurried on stage, leering pervertedly at

it! Those fools would

She watched as the man approached and shouted herself hoarse, saying, "Touch me, and the Turnbulls will make

I am." The man in the dog mask shook his