The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Exactly! You don't look like bad people. How could you do that to him?"

"Looks like a rich kid to me—the type who's used to bullying people!"

Realizing the misunderstanding, Demi quickly explained, "You misunderstand. This person is a pickpocket! He stole my phone!"

Everyone traded glances, but as the pickpocket expected, they judged her by her appearance—especially her plain clothes.

"It's not like we're making fun of you, girl." Someone even chuckled. "Even if he's

a thief, he wouldn't try to steal from you, would he?"

"Exactly!" the pickpocket chimed in. "Where's your proof?!"

Flustered, Demi leapt up and snapped, "We'll know when we search you!"

Interestingly, Frank stopped her right then.

After all, only the police had the right to frisk a person, and the pickpocket was deliberately luring Demi to search him.

He was not getting away, but he could still ruin Demi's day for her and was all too pleased to do that!

"What's

turned to see Demi's phone sliding out of the pickpocket's pocket, dropping

strode up,

exclaimed, unable to believe what he

smartphone drop out for no reason?!

"Then show everyone that

"I, I..."

actually

up the phone and passed it to Demi, who quickly

broad daylight?! It's

right then, and those who sided with the pickpocket earlier

argued, "I stole it? What proof do you have

you didn't steal it, why did

already, or no

the mob was

his

his tune, the