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The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Chapter 983
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"What?!" Nash froze at Willy's outburst.

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Did that mean Willy and Frank were... enemies? Willy continued to laugh savagely. "You see... the nFrank Lawrence means a lot to me. I dream of killing him every night, and I could skin him where he stands! And you! You're makingrun an errand for that prick?! What's wrong with you?!" Nah was dumbstruck, and he leveled a pained stare at the pills Willy crushed under his foot.

"Please, Mr. Sorano..." He reasoned, "You could just say no if you didn't want to help! How could you ruin the pills Mr. Lawrence made? It's for a member of your family!" "Hahaha... Just shut up already!" Willy laughed, pointing at Nash as he bellowed, "I've finally caught on now... so this is why Gus was vouching for Frank Lawrence, even though that means humiliating me! He's in league with Frank!" Pointing at the pills on the floor, Willy kept laughing coolly. "Well, here's the proof. Let's see what Gus has to say for himself!" "What are you talking about, Mr. Sorano?!" Nash exclaimed in confusion.

Willy did not need him to understand, however.

Turning toward the bodyguard standing nearby, he smiled darkly "Go call up the boys and show this geezer sproper hospitality! We'll get proof that Gus has beeno consorting with the enemy "Yes, Mr. Sorano!" The bodyguard had calmed down after panicking earlier for a moment.

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So the geezer was a foe and not a friend.

That certainly made things much easier! Whipping out his phone, the bodyguard made a call, and twentyish of his colleagues immediately arrived and encircled Nash. "What are you doing?" Nash cried. "I-I don't know anything!" Willy was certainly not sympathetic despite Nash's panic, even smiling sadistically as he barked, "Take him to the basement. Don't kill him-make him suffer as much as you can, and make him talk if he refuses. If that doesn't work, send him to our new hospital at South Morhen, get him treated, and then bring him back for more. I want everyone to know what happens to Frank Lawrence's friends!" It did not last long, but it was hell for Nash.

et They were going to keep Nash there for days while keeping him alive but had to send him to the hospital in South Morhen instead. Naturally, they were going to bring him back for another round once he was treated.