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?"

once Jorg saw what Aria was

pure vigor instantly, launched

her shoulders that were now a bloody pulp before collapsing on the ground, her

toward the trembling Shane. "Go

ran down the hallway, "Everyone! Assemble at the guest room! Mr. Eron

actually nodded in approval at Shane's tactfulness, while Eron stared

have we done to warrant this? I've even met your high elder just days ago—he promised that once Frank Lawrence is dead,

"Frank Lawrence?"

the name as he chuckled coolly. "Cut the crap, Eron White. I only do what I'm told—I wouldn't know

giving you those orders—wouldn't you be punished if you

felt a moment of doubt as Eron tirelessly pleaded his case,

daughter really going

hard man like Jorg frowned at the thought of Maron—if the brat really lost his woman because of Jorg,