Alba felt a chill running down his spine, and his legs were shaking as he stared into Saul's determined glare.

He turned toward his daughter Megan and saw that she had miraculously regained consciousness.

"Dad... Help me... Please..."

All she could do was sob, unable to move.

Her hoarse pleas were like sledgehammers, bludgeoning Alba on the chest.

"Let me go!" he snapped right then, having made up his mind.

What was his dignity worth when it came to saving his daughter?

he would beg on his knees. He would not care about anything else for the sake of

hand, Alba's wife, Isla Wells, had no idea why Saul was

as he barked, "You're not allowed

planning, when he could see how desperate his brother

contact Frank and beg him to

be thoroughly humiliated for begging Frank after just chasing him

would

to become the governor. Governor Quill would note Frank's achievement if he saved

down-he would not allow Alba to go to Frank! He could

Saul wanted. "Now isn't the time to worry about succession! Megan... my daughter! Your

brief flicker of guilt on Saul's face upon hearing Alba's

he reared his chin impassively. "There's honor in Megan's sacrifice. As her uncle, I will remember everything she's done for the family. Remember, Alba-this is for the

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