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.

still see her father's kind smile in her mind, and she knew her father—he was never a pervert,

been set up.

did it too, but she

that Sif was not exaggerating,

of torture Sif mentioned.

proud woman, Vicky, but aren't you going to be

if you just kowtowed and apologized? That's so naive

never were going to help me!" Vicky

it?" Sif sneered gleefully. "Hahaha... You're smart, Vicky, but only that smart. Yes, | was the one

it won't just be you. | will bring down your entire

my family's engagement, stopping my brother's master plan, and

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

very start—tonight, Sif would torment Vicky as savagely as she could,

start... The Turnbulls, Frank, and even the South Sea Crow would not even know what

would all pay for