All Chapters of The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage: Chapter 1721 - Chapter 1730

Silverbell's meaning was clear—mess with Frank again, and Draco would find himself in the penance chamber too."Urgh…"Draco breathed a long sigh, as he knew that he could not protect his brother now.Still, it worked for him, as Draco thought that being sent to the penance chamber was better than Silverbell killing Tigris on the spot.After all, Tigris did not only mess with Frank Lawrence, the son of the Lord of the Southern woods, but he insulted the chief of the Martial Alliance as well.Those crimes alone were enough for him to be killed a thousand times over.On the other hand, even after Tigris would become crippled after being subjected to the torture in the penance chamber, he would at least be alive.As for whether he stayed sane, that depended on Tigris' own mental fortitude.Making up his mind, he waved his hand. "Take him.""Yes, sir!"Several jailers strode up, lifting Tigris along with the iron chair he was strapped to.While they did, Tigris continued to stru

"Oh. Uh…."Draco was left stumped by Frank's retort, but he soon shook his head repeatedly. "No, absolutely not! Mr. Lawrence, every inmate here is a depraved scumbag who has committed atrocities! If you let them out—""That's bullshit!" Scarface suddenly barked, seemingly finding courage out of nowhere. "I'm no scumbag! I'm only here because of my brothers!"Then, he turned, sneering at the two flunkies cowering and trembling down the hallway. "It's all because those two pricks refused to pay up after having fun with a lady at a karaoke bar. Heck, they were so drunk that they ended up massacring a dozen people. As their boss, I naturally had to settle the matter myself…""Oh, I get it."Frank nodded and chuckled. "So because you tried to reach a settlement, you ended up here? That's just embarrassing."Scarface was left rubbing his nose at Frank's diss and explained in embarrassment, "Well, I can't help it. The officer handling the case got a little harsh, so I beat him up. And

"Where are we heading to now?" Silverbell asked, riding shotgun.Frank was driving, feeling in a good mood just then. "Let's get the boys some proper clothes, or we're not going anywhere."While Draco was absolutely reluctant to free Scarface and Madfist, Frank did not show from demonstrating that his fists could shatter the steel bars of a prison cell.Then, with a smile, he offered Draco two choices.One, Draco would keep his mouth shut and let all three of them go, with Frank's assurance that he would not return for reprisals.The second, Frank would free every other inmate in Blackwater, allowing the hundred over vile criminals running rampant.Even the Blackwater Designation could only get that many rearrested, while Frank moved on to the next prison, rinse and repeat.He was just one among a hundred anyway, so no one might ask questions if he was gone.On the other hand, Draco would be blamed for the mass prison escape.And seeing that Frank was suggesting such a threate

Old man and security guard—when both terms are mentioned together, people would immediately think of the elderly security officers, standing guard at hotels, apartments, malls, even parking lots.And yet, Madfist as a security guard was not the average security guard, but one who could defeat thousands by himself.Neither Frank nor Silverbell could hide a chuckle at the thought.Scarface soon joined in, realizing what they were laughing about.Only Madfist still drew a blank, a stark contrast to the other three.Nonetheless, once Scarface and Madfist recovered their energy, Frank tended to their injuries, including Madfist's pierced shoulder blade and Scarface's facial scars.After that, he sent someone to bring them uniforms for security officers of the Lanecorp Health and Safety Department. "Here's the suits for work."Scarface could cry right then. "So we really are security guards!"Just a moment ago, he was a burly hunk in a suit, looking especially intimidating with his h

"Tch."The waitress in red rolled her eyes as soon as she heard Madfist's thick accent. "You'd have to pay at least five grand to get in here. Can you afford that?""Yes, yes!"Madfist flashed an earnest smile as he whipped out a debit card from his pocket. "We've made big bucks this year, so we're even going to call up some pretties to join us!"Naturally, the card was from Frank for this job, each containing over a hundred grand."Your turn."Madfist nudged Scarface, who flushed in hesitation for a long time before groaning at Madfist, in the hip. "But Dad, if Mom finds out—""Hush," Madfist snapped, but he was clearly smiling because Scarface called him daddy. "Don't worry—that woman is still at home. She won't know a thing!"The security guards were hiding a chuckle at Madfist's cheerfulness, and Scarface and Madfist were soon given a room.Soon after they entered, Scarface wheeled on Madfist, flushed up to his neck as he bellowed, "Y-You were fucking taking advantage of m