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The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1131-"Let her go." Sif waved, gesturing for the bodyguards to release Vicky.

However, the advantage was all too clear, and Vicky would not resist unless she was stupid. And just as Sif had expected, Vicky did not push her luck and stared at Sif fixedly instead.

"Don't givethat look now, Vicky." Sif smiled in amusement. "I'm just repaying the humiliation I suffered at the hands of your family." "Humiliation? What humiliation could you be talking about?" Vicky laughed coolly. "If I recall, aside from keeping you confined, we offered you the best hospitality and saw to your every need." "Exactly! You confined me, and that's an insult toand the Lionhearts!" Sif bellowed, though her expression quickly eased. "Things shouldn't have gone this way, Vicky. You should've becmy sister-in-law… We

really had a good chance of becoming family." "Forget it." Vicky snorted. "Titus is a wolf in sheep's clothing, conspiring to have my whole family killed. Do you think I'm as stupid as you are, stooping to spouting such nonsense?"

"Insolence!" The Lionheart bodyguard beside Vicky strode up and slapped her across the face, knocking her to the floor and cracking her lip.

"Now's really not the tto be stubborn, Vicky." Sif slowly walked up to her, dropping to a crouch with a gleeful smile. "Go on, kneel beforeand beg. If you're sincere enough, I'll tell you who's the one who framed your father. Who knows, you might be able to bail him out." "Would you really tell the truth if I kneel?"

Vicky struggled to look up, her eyes flashing defiantly.

"Tut, tut. You're in no place to argue, are you?" Sif clicked her tongue. "I heard that the Martial Alliance has already taken your father. Just take a moment and imagine what the mayor would do to your father once he has him… Urgh." Sif certainly did not need to elaborate, since Vicky tensed as if seeing the torment that awaited her father already.

"Kneel!" Sif bellowed right then. "Get down on your knees, unless you want your father dead!" Silence ensued.

Eventually Vicky dropped on herknees as everyone watched and giggled, her forehead striking the floor so hard in her kowtow that she bled. UMS She knew that Sif just wanted to humiliate her, but she had no choice because she wanted to save her father. All she could do was to accept whatever was coming to her.

As for Sif, she was getting full of herself as the usually proud Vicky was bowing to her.

"Hahaha… Well done, Vicky! I never thought that this would ever happen!" Sif snapped her fingers, and her lackeys promptly bought her a couch.

She sat and watched as Vicky remained on her knees, smiling in amusement, and suddenly said, "Now take off your clothes." "What?" Vicky looked up in confusion, thinking she had misheard.

"You heard me!" Sif crossed her legs and sneered. "I said, take off your !

clothes""Watck yourself," Vicky shapped back.

However, even as she looked around and masked men leering greedily at her, sheunwitering to straightened her clothes, scowling.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1132-Sif was clearly determined to humiliate Vicky. Even though Vicky did not move, she remained nonchalant. "It's fine if you don't do it yourself. | have all the t| need… but | wonder how many rounds of torture would your father survive?"

Then, turning to one of her bodyguards, she asked, "Jimmy, is it true what they say, that the Martial Alliance are really good when it comes to torture? Tearing off the nails is apparently basic… They'd pour wine down eye sockets and flay their victims… Oh, the horror!"

"Yes, Ms. Lionheart." Jimmy smiled. "With all the martial artists they have, they can make sure that the subject would keep breathing as long as they want. Talk about letting her father die by a thousand cuts—"

"Stop!" Vicky cried, overwhelmed.

She could still see her father's kind smile in her mind, and she knew her father— he was never a pervert, and he had definitely been set up.

And she certainly knew who did it too, but she just did not have proof.

Even if she hated Sif to the bone, she knew that Sif was not exaggerating, and that her father was likely being put through the list of torture Sif mentioned.

Sif shrugged. "lI know you're a proud woman, Vicky, but aren't you going to be more serious if you want to save your father? Did you really think I'd happily let you have proof if you just kowtowed and apologized? That's so naive of you."

"No, Sif. You never were going to help me!" Vicky snapped. "You're the one who framed my father!"

"Oh, you finally guessed it?" Sif sneered gleefully. "Hahaha… You're smart, Vicky, but only that smart. Yes, | was the one who framed your father, and it won't just be you. | will bring down your entire family, and | will make sure Frank Lawrence suffers in eternal agony! Annulling my family's engagement, stopping my brother's master plan, and stealing his woman? You all deserve to die! And | will watch as every last Turnbull is crushed, while Frank screams on his knees in despair!"

It was a sham from the very start—tonight, Sif would torment Vicky as savagely as she could, or she would not rest easy!

And Vicky was just the start… The Turnbulls, Frank, and even the South Sea Crow would not even know what was coming for them!

They would all pay for their insolence!

"You've gone too far, Sif!" Vicky bellowed icily. "Do you know what troubles await you and the Lionhearts once the mayor of Morhen finds out?!"

"The mayor of Morhen?"

Sif snorted in disdain. "He's nothing more than a clown. No one could ever threaten the Lionhearts!"

Then, folding her arms before her chest, Sif leveled a gleeful sneen at Vicky. "Nows what are you going to do?

undress on your own, or do these kind folks around you have to help? Just look at them… They can barely wait!"

"Off! Off! Off!"

Sif's call was like fuel to fire, and the masked figures aroung Vicky were all cheeringlin excitement even as they leered at her.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1133-It was especially the case for the men. Intoxicated by alcohol, they were all leering at Vicky's stunning figure, lust and libido flaring all over their faces beneath the mask.

Nonetheless, Vicky suddenly snapped at Sif, "Since you're not interested in being reasonable, I'm not going to play along!" With that, she vaulted agilely, leaping into the crowd to flee.

Though her cultivation was crippled due to poisoning before, Frank's pill had helped restore her strength as a martial artist. And while her strength was nothing to brag about, she had the element of surprise.

It was why she made herself look weak ever since she arrived-knowing that she was never getting anything out of Sif, she prepared herself to escape at a moment's notice.

"What?!" Sif slowly rose from the couch when Vicky suddenly leapt away.

However, while she was surprised by Vicky's move, she remained calm, even gloating, "Did you really think you could get away, Vicky?" And to no surprise, the Lionheart bodyguards who had blended into the crowd caught Vicky soon enough and brought her back to Sif.

"Ms. Lionheart." One of them handed Sif a voice recorder. "She was carrying this." "A recorder?" Sif took it, shaking her head.

"Hehehe… Oh, Vicky… I really have to admit that you're so smart that itscaresnow. You first made yourself look weak, begging forto spare your father while trickinginto admitting that it was all my doing before running away." Vicky glowered even as she stared at Vicky holding the recorder, as her last move was thwarted.

She did not expect the Lionheart bodyguards to have the entire flor cavered and she could not make it out as she was now.

Sif kept gloating, "So, do you have another move, Vicky? Go on, now's the tto use it." Vicky leveled a cool glare at her. "Do you understand what you're doing? You've killed my family's blackguards and framed a member of the main Turnbull family.

This is no longer a provocation-the A Turnbulls will go to war against the Lionhearts if they find out! Can the Lionhearts really bearthe.com consequenoes?!" Sif waved her off nonchalantly despite her threat, even sneering confidently. Con, quit acting like it's a big deal. The geezers of the Turnbull family would never dare to turn against us Lionhearts! I've looked into your family-nong of them would even give a damn if you die here. All they care about is protecting their precious wealth, while living in fear of the day we Lionhearts would cfor them!" "In other words…" Smiling, Sif walked up to Vicky, caressing her cheeks. "You're my toy from now on.

You will suffer the worst humiliation and the most terrible agony, all for my amusement." She then leered at Vicky's curvaceous body before leaning in to whisper into her ear, "Just think about it… I will keep you here, while you spread your legs for over a hundred men each day. What's going to happen to you then?" "I wonder how mad Frank would be when he finally arrives and sees what becomes of his beloved! Oh, all the photos and videos that would spread… What would the world think of the Turnbulls after this, Vicky?"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1134-Sif clapped her hand on Vicky's shoulder, giggling. "Don't worry. I'm not going to let you die… You'll just be suffering a lot." Vicky's eyes widened, as terror gripped her for the first time.

Even with all her pride, charm, and elegance, this was the first time she had ever felt so helpless and so terrified that it hurt. "No… Stop…" she murmured in panic.

"Still not taking them off? Let me help!" Sif bellowed right then, gesturing for her bodyguards to hold Vicky down by her arms.

Then, whipping out her switchblade, Sif sliced through her jacket, revealing the fair skin and white underwear underneath.

"Oh?" Sif exclaimed in surprise. "I'm shocked, Vicky… You're so bold and despicable on the surface, but you're such a demure maiden underneath! Hell, you'd put a high school girl to shame with those underwear… Don't tell me that you're still a virgin?!"

Vicky gritted her teeth but said nothing, while Sif laughed in disbelief as if finding treasure.

Looking at the masked figures around them, she shouted, "Everyone! Behold, the famous Vicky Turnbull is actually a virgin! Can you believe it?!"

"Shit, for real?!"

"That's amazing!"

"Hehehe…"

Even as the crowd gasped in disbelief, Sif dramatically reached out to grope Vicky's breasts, her eyes flashing in jealousy right then.

Was there a woman who was not vain? And not only did Sif lose to Vicky in looks, but she had to lose out in terms of her figure too! Before she realized it, Sif felt an indescribable gloom welling up in her gut at the sight of Vicky's pretty face and perfect figure. "Hah!" She suddenly laughed. "You little maneater…

Your tyranny ends today!"

"What are you doing?!" Vicky panicked even as she watched Sif's switchblade inch closer to her face.

"Don't worry. I'm just making you prettier Sif sneered viciously andet suddenly slashed het across Vicky's fair cheek.

SV "Argh!" Vicky screamed, even as she left with a deep, gruesome gash stretching down her cheek.

At the Lionbame time, Sif bellowed, "The xe gave you an opportunity, but you insist on annulling your engagement for that piece of shit!"

Then, she slashed at Vicky again, her switchblade tearing through Vicky's lips this time.

The pain left Vicky flinching, but she held on, forcing back her tears.

"Oh, tough, aren't you?"

Sif laughed despite herself and started slashing Vicky/sface o m repeatedly.

As she did and if to she was cursing Vicky every perceived slight as and Vicky both pallet emotionally.

And after over a dozen slashes, Vicky was thoroughly disfigured and o.M. started bleeding rapidly "Bring the medicine!" Sif bellowed at her bodyguards, seeing that Vicky could bleed out and die.

The bodyguards quickly brought a bottle of kaolin and roughly wiped it all over Vicky's face. Shg groaned!

from theistinging sensation of her wounds but still did not shed a tear.

Though she would not bleed out now, her beautiful face was now.

thoroughly disfigured.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1135-Thud.

Overwhelmed by sheer agony, Vicky collapsed limply on the floor.

Sif snorted. "Ah, what a delicate maiden, collapsing even before I'm done.

You're not even going to last days, but that's fine. I just wanted to see you crumble in regret."

Dropping her blood-stained knife, she gestured at her bodyguards. "Go. Hang her on the stage-I'm going to pick the first lucky guest soon." "Yes, ma'am!"

Two of Sif's bodyguards picked Vicky up and dragged her to the stage illuminated with myriad colored bubbles, hanging her up by her wrists. "Wake

her up," Sif added, reclining against her couch and lighting herself a cigarette, crossing her legs as she enjoyed the show. Splash!

A bodyguard splashed a bucket of water over Vicky, jolting her awake.

Sif spread her arms right then. "Oh, Vicky… Where's your pride now? You look so much like a pathetic wet hen now. I could really laugh."

Then, pointing at the crowd below the stage, she said, "You see these people?

These are all your guests for tonight. They will all take turns to love you… and don't worry, I will record everything and send it to Frank first thing. He will get to watch his woman having fun with so many men, so don't forget to smile."

"I'll kill you!" Vicky bellowed with the last bit of strength she had, wincing in pain as she tore open the cuts across her face and started bleeding again.

"Go on, yell all you want you'd lose the strength for that soon enough."

Sif sneered, and clapped her hands to draw the attention of the eager masked men standing nearby. "Everyone, I'm sure I don't have to introduce Vicky Turnbull. I do et xela apologize for ruining her face, but that body? Tut, tut… Few could compare, don't you agree?

"What's more, she's a virgin!"

The whole crowd cheered thunderously at that.

"Me! Me! Me! Let me go first, Ms. Lionheart!"

"Don't even think about it! I'm first!"

"I'll pay! I'll even pay!"

"Shit, Vicky Turnbull's first time? The very idea sounds thrilling!"

The masked man all cheered so deafening they threatened to bring down the ceiling, enthusiasm showing all over their face.

After all, few could match Vicky's beauty across all of Draconia! she was a real goddess in the eyes of many, and it crushed the hearts of many when her engagement with Titus Lionheart was announced.

But somehow, the same goddess was here right before them, ripe for the taking.

How could they call themselves a man if they did not devour this feast served to theme the hohor of deflowering her only sent them into further frenzy!

"How long are we going to argue about this?!" rotund man barked just then. "Ms. Lionheart, let's decide this with anauction! Whoever pays the first goes first, and the next highest bid goes second, and so forth.

Naturally, the poor ones go last. How about that?"

"Wonderful! Why did that never occur to me?" Sif exclaimed, smacking herself on the forehead before turning toward Vicky and guffawing.

"Oh, Vicky, just look-you may be disfigured, but so many men still desire you! You are truly blessed!"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1137-The basement floor was a scene of depravity.

Seeing that her threat failed, Vicky struggled against her restraints as hard as she could.

It only loosened her blouse and bared more of her fair skin, stimulating the lust of the masked men instead! The man in the dog mask chuckled sleazily. "Don't worry, Ms. Turnbull. I'll be gentle since it's your first time… Hahaha!!!" With that, he lunged at Vicky.

"Frank…" Vicky murmured helplessly just then.

She was convinced she could resolve this issue without Frank's help, but in her moment of need, she was yearning for that man to save her again.

"Hahaha! I know you're waiting for him to save you, but give up already!" Sif laughed, as if hearing her feeble murmur. "My men are keeping an eye out for Frank, and they're ready to jump him as soon as he gets near this place! You'd never see him again! Hahaha…" Her taunt left Vicky closing her eyes, yielding to despair.

For only a second.

"Fuck off!" Bang! The elevator doors were suddenly kicked open, flying through the air along with the lifeless body of a Lionheart bodyguard. Splat! The corpse landed like a rag doll, rolling several times beneath the stage lights.

Naturally, the man in the dog mask froze as well, because the corpse ended up rolling just a few feet away from him, and it was headless.

Silence ensued, and soon a dark figure vaulted out of the elevator too.

"Where is Vicky Turnbull?!" Frank bellowed, and every masked figure backed away whenever he approached.

After all, he was holding a bleeding head with his bare hand! "D-Darling…" Vicky called out when she heard the familiar voice, her nostrils suddenly watery and her tears unstoppable.

The towering figure looked up, flinching as if jolted when he saw Vicky being strung up as if she was livestock.

Then, the air in the basement floor seemed to turn colder by over a dozen degrees.

A man in a rabbit mask was even watching as the champagne glass in his hand started to freeze up from within, before shattering with a loud clang. Content belongs to Śwswn Panic showed in his eyes beneath the mask, while a cold gale could vaguely be felt billowing through the air.

In fact, the lively crowd suddenly seemed to freeze up at the stime.

"You are all going to die…" Frank clenched his knuckle, growling murderously through his teeth.

His fury was threatening to blow out of his ribs and massagre every m lifeform beforé him, even as rage consumed his rational mind.

The sight of a tearful, battered Vicky made him truly understand for the first tthat he really, really loved her.

"Hehehe…… I'm surprised you actually made it, Frank Lawrence!" On the other hand, Sif did not seem at all by the silendenevef as she strode up, with over elite Lionheart bodyguards in tow. These bodyguards were all groomed from childhood, each of them Birthright rank or above.

et That was why Sif was completely undaunted under their protectiom even provoking Frank endlessly "See?

Youf woman is all tied up on a stage, Frank! How about that?"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1138-Sif kept laughing. "There's so many men waiting for their turn with her too…

Upsets you a lot, doesn't it? Good! That's the look I wanted to see on your facebut don't worry, you'll be making an even more amusing one soon enough, as you watch your woman being fucked from afar while you can do nothing! Oh, it's killing me!" Then, she turned toward the man in the dog mask who had froze on stage, snapping, "Did I tell you to stop?! Get going! This is an order-you have the Lionhearts standing between you and Frank Lawrence, so you're safe from him! Make him watch as you have your way with his woman!" While Sif turned back to Frank, rearing her chin gleefully, the man in the dog mask appeared taken aback but soon laughed shrilly. "Hahaha! What a thrill! I like it!!!" he exclaimed, almost stuttering in his enthusiasm. "Don't worry, Ms. Turnbull. I will show you such heavenly pleasure that you'll forget about him soon enough!"

After all, what did he have to fear with the Lionhearts backing him? That brat in the distance would end up watching as he did it… And the thought was even more exciting than just taking Vicky's first time! "Move an inch, and you'll regret it," Frank suddenly said.

His tone was unexpectedly calm, but it was like the calm before the storm.

"What?" The man in the dog mask did a double take but soon pointed at Frank as he laughed. "Who do you think you are?! I have the Lionhearts' protection!

You need to get past them before you can threaten me! Don't move, you say?

Hell no! Not only will I move, but your girl will also break under my moves!"

Laughing savagely, the man in the dog mask started to reach downward.

That was when Frank looked up, his lips parting as he breathed, "Go." Bang!

"Argh!!!" The man in the dog mask let out a blood-curdling scream, clutching his groin which suddenly exploded like a bomb, blowing his testicles into pieces.

"I warned you," Frank growled icily, rearing his chin.

"H-How dare you… I'll kill you!" the man in the dog mask shrieked.

However, the explosion had also loosen his mask, and everyone could see who he was-he was Leslie Kon, son of the Morhen garrison's deputy commander. "What?!" "Shit, it's him…"

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The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1139-Frank reared his chin and bellowed, "Die!" It was only then that Sif noticed that Frank's eyes had gone blood red.

At the stime, the death aura around him was so condensed it could well be solid, and it swirled rapidly like an unfurling gale. "Cand get it!" he bellowed as he met the charging Lionheart bodyguards without flinching, even charging at them in turn and shattering a machete swung at his face.

As the Lionheart bodyguard looked on in shock, Frank punched his face, rupturing it like a watermelon.

"What?!" The other Lionheart bodyguards felt pangs of terror within them, as they could see that the machete could not even pierce Frank's skin.

They were Birthright rank, but their sword techniques required weapons to truly shine.

And the man with blood red eyes who stood before them was immune to said weapons! What rank was he?! Peak Ascendant?! "Hyah-!" With a raging cry, Frank caught the sword another Lionheart bodyguard swung at him, snapping the blade and shoving the fragment into the man's eye.

"Argh!!!" the Lionheart bodyguard screamed, clutching his face as he rolled around on the floor.

"Con, hit me, or I'm going to hit you instead!" Frank bellowed with a hint of sadism.

He then pointed at another Lionheart bodyguard, shattering his heart into a dozen pieces.

The man suddenly went limp even as his jaw dropped in shock and died in utter confusion. "What technique was that?!" "Let's go together! Don't give him any openings!" The other Lionheart bodyguards finally realized that things were dire, as Frank was far stronger than they expected. They charged at him all at once, but Frank stood his ground once more.

With a raging cry, he unleashed the Death Eater and the Five-Peat Archaeus at the stime.

He could well be the reaper himself, sending shockwaves with every punch and leaving the entire building shaking. In fact, all of South Morhen was left rumbling! "Roar!" As if unleashing his beastly side, Frank caught the neck of yet another Lionheart bodyguard and tore it from his shoulders. Then, holding up the corpse with one hand, he slammed it into the head of another Lionheart bodyguard.

Within moments, the entire basement floor was a bloody scene of slaughter.

Guests screamed as they scampered across every direction, but Frank continued his massacre without mercy.

Wherever he passed, death ensued-be it Lionheart bodyguards or guests who could not make it in time. "H-Help…" The masked guests who were losing themselves in debauchery moments ago were all left petrified, evenal.

they watched Frank strode toward them, covered in bloods Swere even stammering hohsense about begging the reaper for mercy.

Still, Sif was inevitably the most terrified person in the room.

She panicked when she saw Frank cut down her bodyguargs like they were straws effortlessly, and started toTook around for a way out.

However, Frank was already in front of her, while her bodyguards were all on the floor, killed in every manner gruesand none of them in one piece.

Content belongs to Swswn As Frank stood before her, silent, Sif started to shriek, "F-Frank Lawrence! How dare you kill my bodyguards… mutilate their bodies… You're dead… You're a dead man, you hear?!"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1140-"Heh." Frank snorted fearlessly despite Sif's threat, even grabbing her thighs.

"What are you doing-argh!!!" Sif actually thought for a moment that Frank would force himself on her, only for Frank to break her legs with relative ease, leaving her with heartrending agony.

"You're not getting away now," Frank smiled sinisterly, flashing his bright white teeth.

Sif finally understood fear in that instant even as she was left sprawled on the floor.

She watched as Frank left her and walked toward Vicky, intent on cursing him, but she was in too much pain to do so.

All she could think just then was that Frank was far more powerful than she thought, and barely a handful of individuals in her family could take him down…

And that she could not die here yet! Gritting her teeth, she started crawling toward the stairs with all her strength, bolstered by the thought that she must escape.

And once she did…

On the other hand, Frank had cut Vicky loose and relocated her arm.

"Frank…" Vicky threw her arms around him, not bothered by the agony on her arm and face as she hugged the man she yearned for most. "I'm so sorry…" "It's alright. Everything's fine as long as you're safe." Frank sighed as he returned her embrace. "Did Sif do this to you?" he then asked as he held her cheeks, pain showing all over his eyes. She was so beautiful! Even if Vicky would never see it, she was secretly competitive with Helen as women often were.

As such, the gruesgashes over Vicky's face left Frank's repressed rage flaring again.

Being disfigured for a woman with Vicky's pride could well be irreversible trauma, and his knuckles clenched at the very thought. "Frank…" Vicky, however, did not seem to care and actually tried to smile despite her gruesface.

Her effort only tore apart the scabs over her cheeks, and she started bleeding again.

"Oh., don't worry about it. Let's just get out of here already," she said and ran to the couch to pick up her voice recorder, sighing inveles when she checked the contents and saw that Sif did not delete anything. That was when she heard a sigh. "Hmm… I'd rather not meddle, but…" Suddenly, a man with a split mustache appeared beside Vicky, moving as fast as lightning.

Frank did not even have tto et react when he snatched the voice recorder out of Vicky's hand. and caught her by the neck withlà Single hand. swn "I'm afraid you can't have that, or things would get troublesif the mayor learns of our… ambition." Damon Lionheart chuckled.

The man was at peak Ascendant rank-a tried and true martial elite!

"Frank Lawrence, was it?" Damon leveled a, nonchalank look at Frank.

"Why don't we put this mess behind us? I will release Vicky Turnbull, but you must keep your nose out of Lionheart business and refrain from assisting the Turnbulls any further.

How about that?"

When Frank got a good look, his heart skipped a beat.