The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Jorg sneered.

He looked down to see Aria curled up from fear and reached out to pick her up before flinging her outside the room as if she were a ball.

"Go!" he barked. "Gather everyone around the residence here. I might even spare your lives if I'm in a good mood, but if you run..."

Eron panicked as Jorg's black machete inched toward him, and he promptly yelled at Aria, "Go! Do what Mr. Zayas said. Tell everyone it's my order! Just go!"

However, just as Aria pushed herself off the ground, she saw Gorde's decapitated body just beside her.

She promptly started yelling and fleeing like mad.

Eron almost suffered a stroke right then. "Dumb bitch!"

"Are you really running?"

Jorg saw what Aria was doing, he waved his

pure vigor instantly, launched into

her shoulders that were now a bloody pulp before

"Go on, boy, or

another word, yelling as he ran down the hallway, "Everyone! Assemble at the guest

nodded in approval at Shane's

smile, but he would have looked better crying. "M-Mr. Zayas. So what have we done to warrant this? I've even met your high elder just days ago—he promised that once Frank Lawrence is dead, he would take my daughter to meet Maron Ocean. Wait,

"Frank Lawrence?"

he chuckled coolly. "Cut the crap, Eron White. I only do what I'm told—I

him and giving you those orders—wouldn't you be punished if you killed me by mistake? My daughter is going to be Maron's fiancee! Even if I'm going to die, at least let me

actually felt a moment of doubt as Eron tirelessly pleaded

daughter really going

frowned at the thought of Maron—if the brat really lost his woman