The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



Naturally, Draco also knew that his ties to Droitner Inc. were even more incriminating than how he treated Frank here in Blackwater.

After all, Frank was arrested under charges that Droitner Inc. discovered, and there was no doubt that Droitner Inc. had been bribing him. That was how they could convince Draco to arrest Frank and lock him up in Blackwater.

If word got out, not only would there be a new warden, but his entire family would end up in a Blackwater cell too.

Experiencing an inmate's life notwithstanding, he would count himself lucky if he survived a day. After all, everyone had seen how he treated the inmates as a warden.

Even as he fully understood the consequences of what he did now, Draco was afraid to continue imagining.

How would Frank forgive them after what he and his brother had done before?

If he refused to release Frank or stubbornly refused to admit to his crimes, this would lead to a conflict of interest between the president of Draconia and the grand commissioner.

Once the Lord of the Southern Woods was forced to come forward and pacify the situation, he would face a fate worse than any other choices he could make before.

In other words, nothing he could choose would be good, since the Lord of the Southern Woods would not abandon his only son.

However, the second choice more or less bought his time.

And the longer he could put this off, so be it-things were past the point of no return.anyway. All he could

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As for his own brother Tigris, he only had his own incompetence to blame. He really did not get to blame it on Draco after Frank took him hostage- there was no way he could rescue him.

Gritting his teeth, Draco made his choice right then.

Putting up an awkward look, he turned to Silverbell and said, "Lady Silverbell, see... the inmate may be the son of the Lord of the Southern Woods, but I'm sure you know the rules of Blackwater: there's only one way in, and no way out.

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Woods-even Godwin Lawrence himself would be incarcerated should he commit an atrocity. As such, I won't risk my life for your demands, or I'd have trouble explaining myself to the grand commissioner and probably get killed anyway."

As he spoke, he bowed respectfully to Silverbell. As such, I'd like to ask you to spare me if you want to secure your friend's release, ask president to negotiate with the

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grand commissioner, or you can ask the Lord of the Southern Woods himself to do it if that doesn't work.

"Once the grand commissioner gives the order, you won't hear another word from me. I will release Mr. Lawrence immediately."

However, Silverbell already knew Draco would come up with that excuse, and a sneer of disdain appeared on her beautiful face. "Are you worried that he will come for you and Droitner Inc. when he gets out?"

"What are you saying, milady? Surely you jest."

Draco kept his head bowed to hide his fear. "I was just worried about breaking the rules the grand commissioner himself set in place. I'm too unimportant to make such a call."

"Very well."

At those words, Silverwell drew her sword with a swish, holding it beside Draco's neck as she snapped coolly, "Since you can't decide, I'll do it for you right now!"