The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Zangi was rubbing his sleepy eyes and looking innocent, clearly unaware of what had happened. "What are you doing here, Mr. Quaker? Here to get some herbs?"

"You set me up, brat!" Mr. Quaker seized Zangi by the collar.

At the same time, someone nearby egged him on. "Hold your horses, bro! Don't let this get out of hand- we may have cause, but we shouldn't push them too far!"

"He conned over a mil off me, and you're telling me to calm down?!"

Mr. Quaker laughed coldly, dragging Zangi out from behind the counter and bellowing, "Where's your owner? Tell him to get over here!"

The other store hands knew that Mr. Quaker was here to cause trouble. As such, they hurried off to get the apothecary owner and refrained from getting on Mr. Quaker's nerves.

Soon, the apothecary owner arrived, and seeing a familiar face, he quickly asked, "What brings you here, Mr. Quaker?"

Mr. Quaker refused to play nice despite the apothecary owner's cordial greeting and snapped, "Your shop hand tricked me! Don't you think you must answer for this?!"

"Tricked you?" The apothecary owner had no idea what Mr. Quaker was saying.

goaded him again. "They have to

could never think for himself, and hearing his friend, he was convinced Zangi and the apothecary owner were in it

himself at all, he bellowed, "I want my hard-earned money

and turned to Zangi. "What happened between you

idea either, but he was also afraid of the apothecary owner finding out that he had a personal liaison with

and throwing a tantrum!" He hastily came

cry-even a fool could tell that Mr. Quaker was flipping out for

really still going to lie to me at this point?"

sighed in exasperation and revealed everything, leaving

do was to liaise with a customer, as Zangi was basically stealing

had to appease Mr. Quaker and stopped him from causing

Sky Herb, and it's really less valuable if trimmed. Five million is plenty-please don't get too hung up

frowned,

to the fire. "You're all in this together!

matter if my Bright Sky Herb is worth money! want it back now! Call that pretty boy

no choice he was not keeping his job if Mr. Quaker kept