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.

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

guard as Jouri interrupted them.

nodded repeatedly, but she still thought that it was rare to meet someone of Frank's

or good-looking but poor. One had to admit that Jouri was a rare specimen, even if

in the good graces of a

express disapproval, it was clear

on hooking up

"Suit yourself."

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

donuntil a dice

unmatched, and sitting

left the room, and instructed a waiter to bring two sets

you playing with?" the waiter asked,

all, their usually high and mighty manager was now as tame as a kitten

it was perfectly natural. "Who else? The pretty boy in the room,