The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Most of all, Silverbell carried a secret with her-one she pulled off by swindling every champion of Draconia.

If she fell to the hands of Hundred Bane Sect now, they would easily be the ones who won big.

And Silverbell would rather die than see that happen.

Just then, Lubor smiled as he threatened, "Hehe... You'd better not get any funny ideas. I've already implanted a blood centipede in you, and you'll die if I get upset."

He then lifted her chin, clicking his tongue and sighing. "You're so beautiful... You're setting me on fire even if it's our first time meeting!"

Silvebell remained silent despite his provocation, leveling him a look of contempt while avoiding his touch.

"Huh?!"

Lubor glowered as Silverbell stayed defiant against him.

He would have no hope of even reaching her level on any other day, but she was completely under his control now.

It certainly left him buoyed, but he immediately felt humiliated as Silverbell was still glaring at him as if he were trash!

"Bitch!"

Incensed, he slapped Silverbell across the face so violently blood seeped out of her lips.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Even so, Silverbell looked up and leveled the same glare of contempt at him again without saying a word.

"You bitch! I have you exactly where I want you!" Lubor screamed, his sadism completely bared. "You'll die if I feel like it! You should be on your knees, begging me for mercy! Don't you dare defy me!"

He had already been scorned

endlessly by his own family because he lacked potential in martial arts. He eventually left looking around for opportunities and ended up joining Hundred Bane Sect. Even so, he still could not tolerate anyone's

contempt now, as he never did from

the start.

And now, the tables had finally turned-even if he resorted to despicable means, he would have everyone kneel before him!

Even so, Silverbell's attitude left him feeling the same contempt and disrespect he experienced as a child. His ego and inferiority complex gnawing, he flew into a rage and bellowed at his chauffeur, "Stop the car!"

Then, turning back to Silverbell, he yelled, "Fucking bitch! I'll show you who's boss right now!"

After all, he was perfectly aware that he would not see Silverbell again once he took her to Norsedam City and gave her to Hundred Bane Sect. That was why he would seize this chance to show her right now the consequences of messing with him, even if she was the chief of the Martial Alliance, reaching the peak as a martial artist!

"Get out of the car!" Lubor bellowed, dragging Silverbell by the hair as he pulled her out of the backseat and flung her by the curb.

"Sir? Hundred Bane Sect is waiting. This is a little..."

The chauffeur had always been Lubor's confidant. Seeing that the man was losing his mind from rage, stopping the car just to punish the chief of the Martial Alliance, he could not help but worry a little.

"What?! Are you turning against me too?!"

Lubor would not hear a word of it and glared viciously at the chauffeur.

The chauffeur cringed, naturally afraid to breathe another word at that.

"On your knees, bitch!" Lubor snapped, kicking Silverbell in the belly.

She clutched her stomach and grunted in pain but soon looked up at Lubor, her contempt even more apparent.

"I will remember what the Favonis

did today," she said quietly and spat bloody drool before she continued "As for you... you're just a rat who thinks he's won. But rats would always be rats-you will never be afforded any respect."