The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Eventually, as over a dozen youths from Kat's neighborhood joined the fray, she took down over twenty thugs.

Still, some of them carried machetes and knives, and Kat ended up getting cut in the forearm when one of them caught her off guard.

At her limit, she was panting heavily as she looked around, but the thugs were all down.

"Well done, kiddo!"

"I didn't think old Nash's kid was this good!"

"Your hands's bleeding... Quick, get it bandaged!"

Kat felt warmth unfurling in her heart from all the praise showered her way and puffed her chest as she turned toward the greasy-haired middle-aged man.

"Is that it? Hehehe..."

Somehow, the greasy-haired middle-aged man was not upset or blaming the thugs' incompetence, but was instead laughing... even clapping.

yourself, kid! You're actually a

in turn and snapped,

"Leave?"

loudly. "Kiddo, I could already see you're at your limit! I

more thugs leapt out from the heavy construction machinery...

but I brought all the men I could spare. Did you really

expression certainly darkened as she

neighbors who were so vocally approving of her were

laughing even as he slowly walked toward them. "I was being nice, but since none of you knows what's good for you, you can all stay. We just happen to need

all turned pale and started backing away, while Kat was left puzzled. "Piles? What's that

arm. "He means to drive us into

"What?!"

incensed, but she saw that the greasy-haired middle-aged man was

instantly, her vigor unfurling as she yelled,