The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Tugging on Frank's sleeve, the woman said quietly, "M-My boyfriend and I... slipped. And we heard people outside, so we hid..."

One of the security guards was staring at her sideways. "If you heard people, why would you hide?"

"Uh, well..."

The woman murmured awkwardly. "We came in from the back door. We saw an empty room, so we tried to check it out before we got our own... And then we slipped and hid when we heard you coming." "I see."

The security guards nodded before one of them said, "Wait, did you break the closet in Room 10? I'm sorry, but you'll have to pay for it..."

"What? How much?" the woman asked, her fingers clenching on Frank's sleeve.

"Five grand." The security guard whipped out a price list.

The woman flinched

fine. Five grand it is-we can

write down ten grand before slipping it into the security guard's chest pocket and patting it. "Use the change to buy a round of drinks for the boys, and let's put this behind us. There's no reason

the number on the check. "Alright! Thanks, brother... This way please. The door's that way..." After shaking off the

"Wait."

took out

thought about it and added another zero, making it a

broken the woman's glasses and phone, not to mention that she was so helpful even though he floored her

that really gnawed

this," he said. "Consider this compensation for

Frank's chest. "No, it's fine. I already got one from... well, I guess I shouldn't take

his head and sliding the check into the woman's bag. "Don't worry. You deserve that money for your labor, while I'm