The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The residents had really underestimated how despicable that greasy-haired middle-aged man could be.

The man then snapped his fingers as he ordered the thugs who had been waiting impatiently for a while now. "Get them out of here!" he barked. "Kill any you can't chase away. Just start tearing down houses!"

"Yes, boss!"

The thugs menacingly started forward, metal bats and machetes in hand, ready to chase away the residents.

That was when Kat put away her phone and strode up from the back of the crowd.

"Stop!" she snapped, having her old white wig on while carrying a metal bat covered in stickers, stopping the thugs just in front of the panicking residents.

"Oh... It's Nash's girl!"

"What is she doing?! Does she want to die?!"

"Run, Kat! These men would really kill you!"

the delinquent they always gossiped about stood before them like a heroine

her metal bat heavily on the ground while glaring at the greasy-haired middle-aged man, pointing at him and snapping, "Where did you even come from? Why are

a brat over here..." The greasy-haired middle-aged man simply chuckled, while his thugs promptly turned their

you know that the Lionhearts own this

to leave, so

grinned as he strode up to Kat, smiling in contempt and even reaching out to touch

"The Lionhearts who?!"

Kat suddenly grabbed the thug by his hand and broke

"Argh!!!"

the sheer agony, not expecting the brat to

snapped and kicked

really fucking

"She's asking for it!"

was glowering. "Brat, get down on your knees and apologize for speaking rudely... or you'd wish you were dead!"

"Calm down, kiddo!"