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.

you're so full of yourself, kid! You're actually

glowered in turn and snapped, "If you get it,

"Leave?"

laughed even more loudly. "Kiddo, I could already see you're at your limit! I almost wanted to stop myself,

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

expression certainly darkened as she watched the thugs charged

were so vocally approving of her were suddenly deflated and

spreading his hands and 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 extra piles, and you all

started backing away, while Kat was left puzzled. "Piles?

on her arm. "He means to drive us into the dirt, like piles.

"What?!"

that the greasy-haired middle-aged man was within her range of

him instantly, her vigor unfurling as