The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

But at the very next instant, Frank was picking up the rusted shiv thrown over by the flunkies, and he turned toward Scarface interestedly. "Hey, what's your story with Terry Cotton?" "Terry Cotton...?" Scarface murmured, stumped just then.

It was already a death sentence after Frank insulted the jailer, but he was now picking up the shiv, clearly ready to attack Tigris!

He was doing everything Tigris would never dare!

Around them, the inmates in their cells were shocked to see Frank pick up the shiv too but were soon laughing out loud.

After all, letting an inmate pick up a weapon was almost a traditional bait that new inmates fell for, unless warned by another inmate who was aware.

It was an indisputable crime to take up arms, after all. The inmate would also be charged with attempting escape and attacking the jailer, with the punishment being a brutal round of torture. Losing a limb and disability was common for such instances.

The fettered geezer was certainly reluctant to say another word as he watched. Frank was simply going to die the first day he came in anyway.

Scarface answered Frank, "Terry Cotton?

"Pfft..."

flunkies could not help laughing right then. "Come on, Tucker! Did Terry

you a pay-off ever

did! But you dogs..." Scarface suddenly trailed off and

wrong? Cat

tut Just look at us now, and then at yourself... It's called judging the situation. Did you really think you'd still be our boss

less pieced together the

pay-off for Scarface, but Scarface had let these

to live comfortably, the two flunkies willingly became the jailer's lapdog, hence turning against

that Scarface was cursing under his breath as

"How despicable."