Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3545 I'm Already Married

Paxton's words were spoken with unmistakable sincerity. Still, Orla shook her

head slightly, her voice flat as she replied, "There's no need for me to lie to you. It's the truth, and as for this marriage contract, I think it's best to put the matter to rest. If you're seeking compensation, feel free to let me know."

Her tone was gentle, without a trace of harshness.

After all, Paxton's father and her own had been sworn brothers. Even if she had no desire to marry Paxton, she owed it to their fathers' bond to reject him with kindness.

At that moment, Brennan rose from his seat once more, his eyes fixed on Orla. "Governor, Mr. Whitmoor is one of the Viper Crew's appointed Inspector Generals in the West Montiria Islands—a position of considerable power and influence. If the two of you were to marry, Ore Island would undoubtedly prosper even more quickly. Please, I urge you to reconsider."

With that, Brennan fell to his knees, bowing deeply as if pleading for the future of the island.

Orla's smile faded as her gaze turned cold. "Mr. Dallinger, do you understand the implications of what you're saying? Should I interpret this as... an act of coercion?"

Her final words carried an unmistakable weight, and the air around them seemed to tighten as several guards appeared silently around the perimeter of the main hall.

shifted slightly, though he quickly lowered

bit." Brennan's face darkened as anger and ambition flickered in his eyes. Lifting his gaze to meet

will have no choice but to act in the island's best interest. I'll eliminate those who have misguided you. And to be honest, Governor, I have 5,000 well-armed men stationed outside the Governor's Keep. All it takes is one command, and they will storm this

his eyes locked onto Orla's with none of the deference he had once

eyes. "Come now, Orla, there's no need for all this unpleasantness. If you marry me, I

on Orla, his

many men this wh*re has

body entirely

"Protect the Governor!"

flanking the hall moved instantly, placing themselves in front of Orla with their firearms raised, the dark muzzles aimed

those guns, your families the elderly, women, and children—will all be buried

escalated to this point, Brennan no longer bothered with pretense. A sneer twisted

Governor, the

the private army. And whether or not you