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.

realized Frank had already freed her neck

shielded her from the front and back. "Are you alright, Ms.

snapped, bristling. "Take a good look at my face and my hand! He hurt me, but you two geezers only

scowled at being called

You were restrained, and if we had

"I don't care!"

"I'm ordering you both now to take down Frank Lawrence! Hack

trading glances, but they eventually

saw that Ms. Quill was still hollering and warned quietly, "I said, shut up-that's for

"For my own good? Did you think I'd buy that, after you

"You're... unbelievable!"

had already expected that Ms. Quill was a difficult person, but