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 distance between

two sentries promptly shielded her from the front and back. "Are you alright,

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

two sentries scowled

no choice. You were restrained, and if

"I don't care!"

now to take down Frank Lawrence! Hack off his limbs, and

left both sentries trading glances, but they eventually obeyed and glowered

was still hollering

she stood akimbo. "For my own good? Did you think I'd buy that, after you slapped me and broke my hand?! Hah! You would've

"You're... unbelievable!"

a difficult person, but he did not predict that it was to