The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 1702

Would the jailer let Frank off easy after this? Young men were really inexperienced!

This was it for Frank. Forget fifty Willbreakers—his attitude would earn him up to seventy more.

And his scrawny body might not even survive it!

"Woah, kid! You're quite cocky, huh?"

The two flunkies following the pudgy jailer around were at once upset, one of them even spitting on the floor as he pointed at the jailer. "Kid, don't you know who this is? He's Tigris Fisher, the Stallion of Blackwater! How dare you behave so insolently in front of him? Do you want to die?!"

Tigris shoved his flunkie out of the way as he stared fixedly at Frank and chuckled. "I heard that you were framed… but naturally, I don't give a shit. Once you end up in here, you're never getting out.

"However, I can give you one chance to contact whatever friends and family you have outside, and tell them to pay me off. Once they do and I'm happy with the number, I just might play nice. But if it's not enough… Hehe…"

Tigris chuckled threateningly, brandishing his baton.

"Oh, that's good…"

Seeing that Tigris was giving Frank a chance to contact someone outside, and the fact that he came from money judging from his wardrobe, the other inmates were sure that Frank would be spared torture for today.

However, that was when Frank chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?"

Tigris narrowed his eyes, projecting a violent presence just then.

"I'm laughing at your name obviously." Frank chuckled bluntly, not holding back at all. "The Stallion of Blackwater? You really flatter yourself… The Boar of Blackwater is way more suitable, considering your girth."

"How dare you!"

"Pfft. This is going to be good."

"I'm betting five bucks that things don't end well for the new kid."

"Bullshit. You don't even have a piece of cloth covering your ass."

This time, Tigris ignored the whispers in the cells around them, as his glower turned to a savage grin. "Well, since you're so eager for it, I'll show you how things work on your first day here in Blackwater. Get him out here."

"Yes, sir!"

At Tigris' orders, the two flunkies eagerly opened the cell door and shoved Frank outside.

They were smiling sadistically, too—in this place devoid of entertainment, helping the jailer torture their fellow inmates was one of the few sources of entertainments they had.