The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



Rubbing his hands and looking Silverbell from head to toe, Tigris kept gulping and laughing sleazily. "Draco, quick! You must have a way to save me now, right? I mean you even brought me a girl! Oh, I can't wait!"

"How tasteful of you, girlie! Dressing so conservatively, and in all white at that... it's so that I could rip it off, right?"

"Shit, shut up already!"

Draco finally had enough just then and pointed at his own brother as he snapped, "You pig! This is Lady Silverbell, chief of the Martial Alliance! How dare you insult her! I'll have your tongue for this!"

"What?!"

It was only then that Tigris' face full of lust turned pale.

So that pretty face was not a prostitute his brother got her, but the chief of the Martial Alliance herself, and a very important person at that!

He fucked up!

His lips were trembling even as he stammered, "L-Lady Silverbell... I-I didn't know who you were! I'm a pig, I deserve to die... Please, spare my life! I won't do it ever again!"

Tigris actually tried to beg on his knees, but Frank had him fettered to the iron chair, so he could only bow his head and shoot pleading looks at Silverbell.

Still, Draco was on his knees in his stead, begging Silverbell, "Please Lady Silverbell... give that scumbag a chance for my sake... I-I'll definitely straighten him out! This won't ever happen again, I promise!"

Meanwhile, the other inmates in the cells on both ends of the hallway were gaping as the usually high-and-mighty warden went down on his knees.

The inmates who were insulting and even fantasizing were especially ashen-faced.

"Well, I can spare him..." Silverbell spoke, her earlier smile gone as her expression turned as cool as ice. "Sent him to the penance chamber to reflect on his mistakes."

"What?!" Tigris gaped, petrified.

Draco was stunned too, while Frank had no idea what the penance chamber was since he had just arrived.

Seeing Frank's confusion, the

fettered geezer explained, "It's the worst punishment possible here in Blackwater. Barring death itself. It's a lightless room, and no one comes out in one piece... or sane. You must have heard the crazy howling when you first came in, didn't you? Well, that's from the penance Chamber." Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

"No!"

Tigris struggled violently against the fetters of the iron chair as he tried to kneel to Silverbell, sobbing and howling as he begged, "Please, Lady Silverbell! Please, find some kindness in your heart-don't send me to the penance chamber You

could take my leg, or even my

tongue! Just don't send me there!"

Silverbell, however, was now aware what the penance chamber really was thanks to the raspy geezer.

She smiled sweetly despite Tigris' crazed pleas, looking at Draco as she said, "No, I'm afraid you have to go. And this isn't up for discussion."