The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The dame was clearly not to be messed with. "Sure, let's go! What, are you scared?"

Even as the atmosphere tensed, an Audi A6 stopped outside.

A young man in a suit alighted, followed by a tall, slender pretty face with short hair and thick makeup.

"Hello, I believe we chatted online and agreed to my booking," the youth said. "Who's the landlady here?"

The dame ran up to him. "That would be me! Hurry on inside! Apologies for the mess, but these people are trying to steal your reservation, but I managed to fend them off."

"For real!?" the young man growled coolly.

"For real!" the dame quickly said. "But don't worry it's just a freakout. People like us working in the service industry have plenty of experience with that. How else would we make a living, y'know?"

The young man was clearly a fair person and was infuriated by the dame's goading.

Wheeling on Frank's group, he snapped, "Why don't you try another place if you can't get a booking? Why do you have to take it out on her?"

him, and Jada strode up. "Is running your mouth all you can

Just get out of here! You're not welcome here!" the dame yelled, trying to drown out

slapped the dame across

while Jada snapped, "I usually wouldn't bother to explain myself,

was made earlier than yours, and we paid a premium on top of that, but that

realizing that he was deceived, he quickly said, "I'm sorry, ma'am. I snapped

repentant, Jada did not press the issue and instead wheeled on the dame. "remember that mug yours Over the next few days, you'll understand that

and the rest

she looked at

it now-sure, you

aside, why should they leave when they

a fight could break out. "We could just pitch a tent! I'm sure camping would feel

nodded

won't bail-Mr. Frankton left this matter in my hands,

up, I'm not letting