The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu
Chapter 1137

The basement floor was a scene of depravity.

Seeing that her threat failed, Vicky struggled against her restraints as hard as she could.

It only loosened her blouse and bared more of her fair skin, stimulating the lust of the masked men instead!

The man in the dog mask chuckled sleazily. "Don't worry, Ms. Turnbull. I'll be gentle since it's your first time... Hahaha!!!"

With that, he lunged at Vicky.

"Frank..." Vicky murmured helplessly just then.

She was convinced she could resolve this issue without Frank's help, but in her moment of need, she was yearning for that man to save her again.

"Hahaha! I know you're waiting for him to save you, but give up already!"

Sif laughed, as if hearing her feeble murmur. "My men are keeping an eye out for Frank, and they're ready to jump him as soon as he gets near this place! You'd never see him again! Hahaha..." Her taunt left Vicky closing her eyes, yielding to despair.

For only a second.

"Fuck off!"

Bang!

The elevator doors were suddenly kicked open, flying through the air along with the lifeless body of a Lionheart bodyguard.

Splat!

The corpse landed like a rag doll, rolling several times beneath the stage lights.

Naturally, the man in the dog mask froze as well, because the corpse ended up rolling just a few feet away from him, and it was headless.

Silence ensued, and soon a dark figure vaulted out of the elevator too.

"Where is Vicky Turnbull?!" Frank bellowed, and every masked figure backed away whenever he approached.

After all, he was holding a bleeding head with his bare hand!

"D-Darling..." Vicky called out when she heard the familiar voice, her nostrils suddenly watery and her tears unstoppable.

The towering figure looked up, flinching as if jolted when he saw Vicky being strung up as if she was livestock.

Then, the air in the basement floor seemed to turn colder by over a dozen degrees.

A man in a rabbit mask was even watching as the champagne glass in his hand started to freeze up from within, before shattering with a loud clang. Panic showed in his eyes beneath the mask, while a cold gale could vaguely be felt billowing through the air.

In fact, the lively crowd suddenly seemed to freeze up at the same time.

"You are all going to die..." Frank clenched his knuckle, growling murderously through his teeth.

His fury was threatening to blow out of his ribs and massacre every lifeform before him, even as rage consumed his rational mind.

The sight of a tearful, battered Vicky made him truly understand for the first time that he really, really loved her.

"Hehehe.... I'm surprised you actually made it, Frank Lawrence!"

On the other hand, Sif did not seem affected at all by the silence, even laughing as she strode up, with over twenty elite Lionheart bodyguards in tow.

These bodyguards were all groomed from childhood, each of them Birthright rank or above.

That was why Sif was completely undaunted under their protection, even provoking Frank endlessly. "See? Your woman is all tied up on a stage, Frank! How about that?"