The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

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.

in her mind, and she knew her father—he was never a pervert, and

been set up.

she certainly knew who did it too,

she knew that Sif was not exaggerating, and that her father was likely being put through

of torture Sif mentioned.

proud woman, Vicky, but aren't you going to be more serious if you want

happily let you have proof if you just kowtowed and apologized? That's so

to help me!" Vicky snapped.

guessed it?" Sif sneered gleefully. "Hahaha... You're smart, Vicky, but only that smart.

just be you. | will bring down your entire family, and

engagement, stopping my brother's master plan, and stealing his

watch as every last Turnbull is crushed, while Frank screams on his

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

Vicky was just the start... The Turnbulls, Frank, and even the South Sea Crow

would all pay