The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The manager quickly said, "Come on, that's just being a buzzkill. I'll arrange for a designated driver-just drink up!"

Jouri seemed to have been watching them too and took a moment while singing to run over, "Exactly. Why aren't you drinking? Just let them send us home."

Frank was naturally happy that he did not have to drive and allowed the manager to pour him a full glass.

"I'm Meg Quill. Nice to meet you," the manager introduced herself while raising her glass. "Do take good care of me from now on."

Perhaps by accident or otherwise, Frank could feel her brushing against himself.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Lugh Frankton," he said, shrugging.

Even if Meg had ulterior motives in getting cozy with him, people were not all black and white.

And as a manager of an entertainment outlet, it was natural for Meg to be eager to please, so Frank did not take offense.

"So, where are you from?" Meg then asked.

exclaimed, "What a coincidence that's where I'm from too! That makes

she was busy trying to earn Frank's fancy, she was caught off guard as Jouri interrupted them. "You're here to

she still thought that it was rare to meet

good-looking but poor. One had to admit that Jouri was a rare specimen, even if they were considering the entire

get in the good graces of

express disapproval, it was clear that Frank was not

on hooking up with him.

"Suit yourself."

Well, the ladies are busy singing, and we're just here sitting

why donuntil a

alcohol tolerance was unmatched, and sitting around was boring

room, and instructed a waiter to bring two sets of

with?"

now as tame as a kitten it

take offense since it was perfectly natural. "Who else?