The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Got it!" Alda looked up as she exclaimed. "You will both... dance together!"

Jouri and Meg traded glances, with the former shrugging. "I have no issues with that. It depends entirely on the manager."

"Always at your service, Ms. Yelin," Meg said she would like to show off, but she was not going to reveal her goals directly either.

"Good. I'll pick a song, and you girls can stand in the center."

Alda went over to the karaoke machine, picking a random song and gesturing with her palm.

Jouri did not waste her breath and started dancing to the rhythm, but she was clearly not that good-Alda was left giggling as she looked like a zombie, what with her stiff moments.

Meg was totally different, however, as she had six months of ballet training. It was a solid foundation, and a little lap dance was certainly right up her alley.

"That's hot!" Even Jouri was impressed after seeing it.

Meg ignored her and calmly returned to her seat when the song finished.

Jouri was laughing in turn. "That's not something you see every day, Ms. Quill. You're usually so prim and proper, but you can really let loose when you have to. You always do this for the guests, don't you?"

"Of course not. I've never done this for

and sat beside her. "Go on, keep up the pressure on that pretty boy. You have to take him

dice, getting two

was terrible, just like the

more impressive-having five sixes before, his roll this

we'll bet first. One fours!"

maintaining restraint,

"Five fours."

that knowledge, so that Frank would not catch her in

exclaimed,

her, but what if she called for a

she steeled herself. "Eight fours! I

"Then, showdown."

would not have that many and did

they both showed their phones,

had bet exactly what Frank

same app, so Meg was sure Frank was not cheating-she could only blame her