The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Fine." Meg snorted, rolling her eyes.

It honestly did not pay to be nice if Jada were here, she would have slapped the owner around already.

However, when she sliced a small cutlet, she suddenly noticed a housefly floating in the stock!

"There's a bug in here, sir!" she promptly called out to the owner.

The owner had not gone far, and he wheeled on her with a glare. "What, you don't have flies in your house?"

Meg had already bearing with it but snapped and flipped the table in rage at the owner's retort.

"Well, this is exactly what I do when I see a fly in my house!" she snapped.

"How dare you!"

The owner rushed into the kitchen and returned with a cleaver, but Frank was already in front of Meg, asking coolly, "I'm not asking for VIP treatment here, but is this really how you should treat customers?"

you too!" the owner bellowed, brandishing his cleaver and clearly not knowing who

listen to reason. Can't blame me

he had no idea what had just happened until he crashed on

by some divine being who sent

hear and see all the furniture

you get to walk over just everyone, and grow a conscience

as he had

not dare to retaliate because Frank was just that terrible and only noted the grudge

the restaurant, as she did not expect to run into unscrupulous people like

read her thoughts and chuckled. "It's

an actual restaurant-I'm sure there won't be any

but

rotten, but a couple of rotten

time on his hands and strolled

in comparison to any major city restaurants, but

menu was cheap and ordered over six dishes, as well as