The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Turning to Frank, Alda said, "Sorry, Mr. Frankton. We're really close, so we tend not to hold back. Don't worry about it." "Don't worry," Jouri chuckled. "I know you don't like pretty boys!"

As Alda blushed harder, Jouri could see that there was something between those two. "So, it's like that, huh?"

"No!" Alda rolled her eyes at Jouri.

"Whatever. Just go in. I'll be done soon."

"Okay."

Both Alda and Frank headed into the cottage, whose furnishings were quite old, just like the farmer cottage it appeared to be on the outside.

Still, Alda sighed as she remembered how Jouri had wrecked over a dozen Kawasaki bikes just to get to her. "She was very poor back in college. It's been a few years, but I guess she's now dirt rich." "Hey, who were you mocking?" Jouri asked, carrying a large pot of food.

Alda quickly

took their seats, and Alda started wolfing down her food

"Aren't you eating, handsome? What, because my cooking isn't the real deal? I'm sure you could see the pastured poultry on your way in. Those are the real dead."

"Suit yourself."

ceremony. Seeing that Frank was not eating, she ignored him and ate while chatting with Alda, "How

"I'd be dead if not

"So that's how the ice queen melted into a

and your mouth!" Alda lunged forward to pinch

easily nonetheless. "Anyway, let's talk shop. How's your family

you want a job?" Alda asked. "I'll ask Dad to arrange one

asking for a favor!" Jour quickly shook her head. "I'm actually going to help

energy company who built several nuclear power plants and are now leading a controllable nuclear