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?!"

sigh of relief-at least she

was really lucky, come to think of it... Getting a spot in Frank's

that she had really

earlier not because he preferred to step up earlier, but because he was

that the fat man refused to see reason,

you! Kill

all twenty of them easily taken

twenty-the average person would

by how infatuated the heiress was with

the fat man was

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

man's leg

soon recovered from her shock and led the staff in cheering. "Isn't Mr.

to the bouncers agreed, all of them

that Meg would give up on her modesty just for a

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