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.

only then that she realized Frank had already freed her neck and quickly

her from the front and back. "Are

a good look at my face and my hand! He hurt

two sentries scowled at

You were restrained, and

"I don't care!"

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

trading glances, but they eventually obeyed

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

own good? Did you think I'd buy that, after you slapped me and broke my hand?! Hah! You would've killed meaf that fool wasn't coming for

"You're... unbelievable!"

that Ms. Quill was a difficult person, but he did not predict that it was