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.

Mr. Quaker's friends goaded him again. "They

friend, he was convinced Zangi and the apothecary owner

at all, he

owner sighed in exasperation and turned to Zangi. "What happened between

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

and throwing a tantrum!" He hastily came

was not sure if he should laugh or cry-even a fool

this point?" He sighed. "Just tell the truth and resolve this matter

revealed everything,

could do was to

Zangi's punishment had to wait. For now, the apothecary owner had

less valuable if trimmed. Five million is plenty-please don't

frowned,

his friend was not about to miss a chance to add fuel to the fire. "You're all in this together! Of course you're siding with that brat-grow a pair and get a third party

clearly inciting Mr. Quaker, the man fell for it again and growled, "It doesn't matter if my Bright Sky Herb is worth money! want it back now! Call that pretty boy and tell him

was not keeping his job if Mr. Quaker kept up this