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!

as he stared at the steel bar door

charge outside and kill those two

three. He would definitely get killed even before he did anything

on the streets now... to think that you used to strut as the boss. Tut, tut." The other flunkie laughed coolly. "Boss? My

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

tortured-a lesson he had learned over the years, and on many

dead, don't you? Here,

call yourself a man, pick up that shiv and get out here who knows,

"So? How about it?"

knuckles cracked audibly, but he was not moving a muscle in spite

knew very well that these were

up the shiv, he would be found guilty of