The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Eventually, giving in to the imminent threat of death, Ms. Quill growled through her teeth, "My grandfather is Governor Quill!" Azar, who was still holding up his knuckle, seemed to freeze right then.

As such, when Ms. Quill turned, she found Azar only staring fixedly straight ahead, still poised for attack but stiff like a statue.

"Hmph!"

Ms. Quill laughed coolly as she looked on, pursing her lips. "At least you know your place. If you lay a finger on me, my grandfather will destroy everyone in this room!" However, while Ms. Quill was relishing in the delight of making Azar back off, Frank scowled and snapped at her, "Shut up."

"You shut up!"

Ms. Quill could not care less now that she had played her trump card, smirking as she glared at Frank. "The same goes for you too! If you touch me again—" "I'm telling you to shut up! Don't breathe!" Frank snapped viciously.

Ms. Quill flinched and quickly clasped a hand over her mouth.

already freed her neck and quickly ran to put some

escape, her two sentries promptly shielded her from

am I alright?!" she snapped, bristling. "Take a good look at my

scowled at being called

had no choice. You were restrained, and if

"I don't care!"

Frank Lawrence! Hack off his limbs, and I will personally

left both sentries trading glances, but they eventually

Ms. Quill was still hollering and warned quietly,

I'd buy that, after you slapped me and broke

"You're... unbelievable!"

difficult person,