The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Chapter 1868

If Frank wanted to succeed Governor Quill, he had proven that he was more qualified than Saul in terms of individual strength. "Ahem, ahem..." A frail cough could be heard from the crater.

Then, as Alba looked on in shock, Saul, covered in dust and his face drenched in blood, slowly crawled out of the crater.

His miserable self was certainly a stark contrast to Frank, who remained squeaky clean.

As Frank strode up, looking down at the winded Saul, he asked, "How does it feel to trip over an obstacle?"

While Saul's limbs were intact and appeared almost unscathed in appearance, most of his meridians had snapped, and he would not recover without long term recovery.

His cheeks clenched at Frank's cold question, but he eventually hung his head.

"Y-You win..."

Saul seemed to age a decade even as he spoke, his ashen hair seemingly whitening further.

"What the hell..."

the first time he had ever seen

he yielded, despite all

could wonder further, Frank said quietly, "I won't kill you because you're Grandfather's son. You will now cuff yourself, kneel outside the gates of Quill Manor, and confess to your crimes. That

doing was keeping his head near the floor without agreeing

his further time

Frank was not bothered

to waste

started to

toward Megan's room

see

could

attention away from Saul,

"Die!" Saul shrieked maniacally.

surrendered

Quill, how could he admit that he had lost to a twentyish

beaten, he was not about to give up the governor position

the seat, no matter how despicable he had to be,

"Watch out!"