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.

his fake ID, and she exclaimed, "What a coincidence that's where

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

still thought that it was rare to meet someone of Frank's

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

could get in the good graces of a

was clear

such, Meg was still intent on hooking up with him.

"Suit yourself."

ladies are busy singing, and we're just

anyway, why donuntil a dice

unmatched, and sitting around was boring

the room, and instructed a

are you playing with?" the

as tame as a kitten it was

naturally read the waiter's intention and did not take offense since it was perfectly natural. "Who