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.

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

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

was rare to meet someone of Frank's caliber at a

rare specimen, even

fact that Frank could get in the good graces of a goddess like her meant he was a big

disapproval, it was clear

Meg was still intent on hooking up with him. "May

"Suit yourself."

and we're just here sitting around. Since I'll be free

anyway, why donuntil a dice

nodded his alcohol tolerance was unmatched, and sitting around was

and instructed a waiter

playing with?"

high and mighty manager was now as tame as a kitten it was as if the sun had just risen from the

it was perfectly natural. "Who else?