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

was really lucky, come to think of it... Getting a

she had really hit the

not because he preferred to step up earlier, but because

sad that the fat man refused to see reason, and Frank, losing patience, broke the man's wrist with

dare you!

man bellowed and waved, his goons were sent flying as soon as they ran toward Frank, all twenty of them easily taken down in the blink of an eye. Meg, the waiters and the bouncers

average person would have trouble fighting

infatuated the heiress

hand, the fat man was terrified. "W-Who

just a good Samaritan! Now remember, bully

strode up, kicking and crushing the fat man's

and led the staff in cheering.

from the waiters to the bouncers agreed, all

her modesty just for a shot at Frank-if