The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Alda was terrible at taking the offensive and merely shoved Jouri.

"Well, you had your chance, so don't blame me. Frank, let Meg sit on your back and do twenty push-ups." Frank promptly dropped to the floor, and Meg sat on his back while counting.

"One!" "Two..."

On the other hand, Jouri was not looking Frank's way as she whispered to Alda, "Aren't you jealous?"

"Why would I be?" Alda smiled. "He can do anything he likes as long as I'm the first in his heart, with no one coming close." Jouri gave her a huge thumbs-up. "You city girls really know how to play the game."

Just then, Frank was done with his push-ups.

Meg was reluctant to leave Frank's embrace, but too much of a good thing could be bad, so she sat beside Frank instead. However, Jouri quickly noticed that. "A bet's a bet! It isn't time yet!"

Meg flashed a chagrined smile and winked at Frank but sat on his lap again.

"Now that's better!"

roll the dice again

to attend to you girls enjoy yourselves," she said, getting up and getting

since you've been drinking-I'll get you a driver." "Since Jouri is leaving, I think we should go too, Mr. Frankton," Alda

again

with a plan to get Frank's number, but seeing that Frank was offering a solution, she quickly said, "Perfect! Add me on WhatsApp, and you just have to call me whenever you're thinking about

"Sure."

what she was

trio downstairs as the waiters and waitresses looked on, with their jaws dropping in shock when they saw

I guess we were all lacking in imagination. She may always be high and mighty,

for that pretty

work at a place like this, but she has standards too. Even the boss wouldn't get

was left gulping and

Meg and the others arrived at the door and were going to tell the valet to open the door