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.

address of his fake ID, and she exclaimed, "What

caught off guard as Jouri interrupted them.

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

to admit that Jouri was a rare specimen, even if they were considering the entire country, so in Meg's mind, she

of a goddess like her meant he was

clear that Frank was not her plaything

intent on hooking up with him. "May I

"Suit yourself."

are busy singing, and we're just here sitting

donuntil

alcohol tolerance was unmatched, and sitting around

room, and instructed a waiter to bring two sets

playing with?"

as a kitten it was as if the

waiter's intention and did not take offense since it was perfectly natural. "Who else? The pretty boy in the room,