The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Mr. Quaker threw his hands up. "Please, I was being tricked-"

"Bullshit!"

Zangi cut him short right then. "None of this would've happened if you'd trusted us at all! This gentleman puts it best—violence is necessary against scum like you, or you'd think you can bully everyone! Now fuck off!"

Mr. Quaker was left stumped by Zangi's rant, and he now clearly understood that Zangi was furious, and there was no turning back!

But since Zangi was going that far, Mr. Quaker stopped pretending to be civil too —even if he had no just cause, he would go down swinging and not lose a cent from this!

"We're going to court, you say?" He smirked. "But see, only the three of us know what happened. Who else could prove that I was the one who trimmed the root hairs?"

Zangi's brow creased, hardly able to believe his ears.

Was that man even human? He was basically bragging that he trimmed the root hairs of the Bright Sky Herb because he did not know it was a mistake.

But now that he realized it was a mistake, he was suggesting he did not do it. Could he sink any lower?

Still, Frank had enough and retorted, "You can claim that you didn't cut the root hairs, but there are two of us who would claim otherwise. Who do you think the judge would believe?

think your so- called friends would risk

but his hopes were quickly rekindled that was true, as both Frank and himself were witnesses!

Mr. Quaker snapped, "Y-You're

could say the

"You would never have fetched five

Herb, and you still had the cheek to ask for more. We're just giving you a taste of your own

believe

wait!" he growled coldly. "I'll

with those words, he turned to leave, with Zangi laughing after him. "Only those

ignored him, though Frank spoke up, "It's up to you if you

or all your

owner and Zangi had to agree and were

-

and Jada Turin walked up to ask, "How did it

up? People like him

some scornful fishwife. Reasoning would never work with him—you