The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The fettered geezer was left speechless by Frank's attitude and sighed softly.

The young man would definitely pay for not listening to his elders.

"Hmph. Mongrels."

Seeing the two flunkies of the jailer eagerly bringing out their torture tools and a fire cauldron, endless hate showed on Scarface Tucker's face.

They were the ones who scarred his face, after all.

He would not hate them so much if they were jailers, but these flunkies used to be his men. They used whatever they had to pay off the jailer, and after days of sycophancy, earned their special rights despite being inmates.

In fact, they were worse than the jailer when they did his dirty work!

could be seen in Scarface's eyes as he stared

nothing more than to charge outside and kill those two despicable

and stress, he was now the weakest of the three. He

fixedly, one of the flunkies leveled a gleeful look at him in turn. "Still bear a grudge, huh? Just give up already. You look like you can't even win against a stray on the streets now... to think that you used to strut as the boss. Tut, tut." The other

turned toward Scarface when he heard the name and found him clenching his fists but not arguing

did, he would be tortured-a lesson he had learned over the years, and

You want us dead,

threw a rusty shiv at the doorway of the cell, laughing. "If you call yourself

"So? How about it?"

moving a muscle

well that these

up the shiv, he would be found guilty of attempting escape and attacking