The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The fat man laughed pompously. "See? That's democracy for you! You're so full of yourself, stepping on everyone's toes, and now you have your comeuppance! Now come with daddy, and I'll give you some proper love."

Meg was now losing her previous haughtiness and a little afraid.

Was she really going to lose this one? Alda and Jouri were clearly not going to help. What could she do?

"If my boss finds out, you'd have hell to pay," she snapped nonetheless.

The fat man laughed again. "So be it-I'd still have you coming with me and have no regrets. Don't you think so?"

Meg was stumped. The fat man was right-so what if someone came to avenge her?

"So, we understand the pecking order now, don't we? I'll also teach you manners when you're in my bed!"

As he spoke, the fat man walked up to Meg, but just as he reached out, Frank was suddenly beside him and holding him firmly by the wrist.

The fat man tried to free himself repeatedly but failed, and he snapped, "You want some, punk?!"

a sigh of relief-at least she had

it... Getting a spot in Frank's heart

that she had really hit the

Frank was silent earlier not because he preferred to step up earlier, but because he was giving the fat man a chance. "You asked for this. Can't blame

fat man refused to see reason, and

dare you! Kill

fat man bellowed and waved, his goons were sent flying as soon as they ran toward Frank, all twenty of them easily

would have

not surprised by how infatuated the heiress was with Frank-she

hand, the fat man

a good Samaritan! Now remember, bully more people, and I'll really

the fat man's leg and knocking him out

her shock and led the staff in cheering. "Isn't Mr. Frankton

the waiters to the bouncers

surprising now that Meg would give up on her modesty just