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 Saul submit to anyone, especially lying prone

yielded, despite

because you're Grandfather's son. You will now cuff yourself, kneel outside the gates of Quill Manor, and confess to your crimes. That might just save your life... or feel free to try your luck." Frank shook his head in disappointment, as he could tell that

was doing was keeping his head near

time

Frank was not bothered

to waste

started to

toward Megan's room

see

could still be

as soon as he turned his attention away from Saul, Saul leapt toward him, whipping out a dagger from

"Die!" Saul shrieked maniacally.

prone and surrendered

eldest son of Governor Quill, how could he admit that he had lost to a twentyish

to

how despicable

"Watch out!"