The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The girl was chewing gum, her white hair suggesting she was a delinquent.

"Hey, I'm talking to you," she told Frank. "Are you mute?"

"Watch your manners, Kat!" Nash strode out of the kitchen just then, frowning at her.

"It's fine—it's only natural that she asks questions since a stranger has just showed up in her house." Frank smiled faintly. "Hello. I'm Frank Lawrence.”

"Right..."

Kat Yego yawned, shooting Nash an uninterested look and saying coolly, "Honestly, I don't care where you find all these idiots..."

"Watch your mouth, brat!” Nash snapped, glaring at her.” This is Mr. Lawrence. He's an important guest of the Turnbulls!”

Kat simply snorted in disdain. "Alright, just leave me out of your mess. I need money now—I'm going out with my friends soon." "This

annoying. Are you giving me money or not?" "That's not the point.” Nash appeared utterly disappointed. "What do you think you look like, going out every night dressed like that? Don't you know that our neighbors

to give me any! And I'm an adult, so you don't have to worry

shaking his head and sighing, but he could not do anything about his

to Frank, he sighed. "I'm sorry about

young ones can get rebellious.”

done cooking after ten

as good as Carol Zims' cooking, but he could not find any

be packing up some of it if you don't mind.” Nash smiled apologetically. "Kat hasn't eaten for a day, and I suspect she'd