The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Tch."

The waitress in red rolled her eyes as soon as she heard Madfist's thick accent. "You'd have to pay at least five grand to get in here. Can you afford that?" yes!"

"Yes,

Madfist flashed an earnest smile as he whipped out a debit card from his pocket. "We've made big bucks this year, so we're even going to call up some pretties to join us!" Naturally, the card was from Frank for this job, each containing over a hundred grand.

"Your turn."

Madfist nudged Scarface, who flushed in hesitation for a long time before groaning at Madfist, in the hip. "But Dad, if Mom finds out-"

"Hush," Madfist snapped, but he was clearly smiling because Scarface called him daddy. "Don't worry that woman is still at home. She won't know a thing!"

The security guards were hiding a chuckle at Madfist's cheerfulness, and Scarface and Madfist were soon given a room.

his neck as he bellowed, "Y-You were fucking taking

"Taking advantage? How?"

shrugged innocently. "You're no girlie, and you have neither the

"Grr..."

that the seeminging down-to-earth geezer was a

way he quickly put on an accent, taking everyone

become my kid." Madfist continued dissing

father!" Scarface barked, glaring at Madfist and

shrugged. "What's the harm in having another? Your mom

provoking, Scarface was at once incensed. "Are you trying to start some shit,

being serious

in Blackwater? Just get down on your knees and call me daddy, and I'll teach you everything I know. How about that? It's a pretty good

I don't give a shit!" Scarface snorted, waving him

"Now, that's interesting."