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.

could still see her father's kind smile in her mind, and she knew her father—he

been set up.

too, but she just did not

the bone, she knew that Sif was not exaggerating, and

of torture Sif mentioned.

"lI know you're a proud woman, Vicky, but aren't you going to be more serious if you

really think I'd happily let you have proof if you just kowtowed and

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

gleefully. "Hahaha... You're smart,

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

my brother's master plan, and stealing his woman?

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

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

Frank, and even the South Sea Crow would not even

pay for their