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.

see her father's kind smile in her mind, and she knew

been set up.

too, but she just did not

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

of torture Sif mentioned.

but aren't you going

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

going to help me!" Vicky snapped. "You're the one who framed my

smart,

your father, and it won't just be you. | will bring down your

agony! Annulling my family's engagement, stopping my brother's master plan, and stealing his

will watch as every last Turnbull is crushed,

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

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

pay for