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

in the dog mask was snorting smugly. "None of you get it. It's for the thrill, get it? I couldn't care less about the money!" On the other hand, Vicky was left in

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

to have their way with her were

kill

her feet just then, relishing the look on

since no one was raising the five million dollar bid, the honor of deflowering Vicky went

and smiling at the man, Sif said,

the others, she said, "The rest of you shall stay in the queue. As agreed, you will take turns according to the placement of your bid-even

cheered, while the man in the dog mask hurried on stage,

million is definitely worth it! Those fools would never understand how precious a woman's

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

but how are you going to do that? You don't even know who I am." The man in the dog mask shook his head in feigned sympathy. "I feel