The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Y-You're lying!" Mandy, a short-haired girl mustered her courage to speak up just then. "You molested Kat! That's why she hit you!"

Cid glared at the girl right then, leaving her too scared to speak again. "I only touched her face. Is it my fault she refused to respect me?!"

Nash forced a smile as he said, "Look, this is all just a misunderstanding, and there's no need to make things worse. Why don't we all just take a step back?"

"Take a step back?" Cid laughed in utter scorn and leapt forward to slap Nash across the face. "Who do you think you are, telling me what to do?! Take a step back?! What gives you the right to tell me what to do?!"

Nash stumbled and almost fell from the slap.

"How dare you!" Kat flew into a rage, picking up a beer bottle and was ready to hit Cid.

Nash stopped her, however. "You're a girl, Kat! Don't do it!"

a fight?! Come on, hit me!" Cid sneered. "None of you will leave this place alive if you even laid a finger on

a misunderstanding.” Nash kept trying to make peace and kept smiling apologetically. "We can talk about

flash his broken watch. "This is a Vacheron! It's three hundred grand a

grand?!" Nash flinched from Cid's outburst—he only made around a few grand per month. When

didn't you?" Cid snorted haughtily. "Then pay up—give me three hundred grand right now,

stopped talking, having made his

"Forget it—I could tell that

the night with me,

"Dream on!" Kat spat.