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?!"

of relief-at least she had

Getting a spot

had really

because he preferred to step up earlier, but because he was

reason, and

you!

as the fat 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

average person would have trouble fighting a

glanced at Alda, suddenly not surprised by how infatuated the heiress was with Frank-she had certainly judged Frank correctly

hand, the fat

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

crushing the fat man's leg and knocking him

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

Everyone from the waiters to the bouncers agreed, all

now that Meg would give up on her modesty just for a shot at Frank-if anything, it