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?"

gut you too!" the owner bellowed, brandishing

reason. Can't blame me for

of an eye, and he

two protected by some divine being who sent him

hear and see all

get to walk over just everyone, and

had never been subject to such

because Frank was just that terrible and only noted the grudge for now. He would

she did not expect to run into unscrupulous people like that one

naturally read her thoughts and chuckled. "It's alright.

eat at an actual restaurant-I'm

but said

rats were not the issue-those people were simply rotten, but a couple of rotten eggs did not spoil

his hands and strolled around with Meg until they reached a big

in comparison to any major city restaurants, but it passed the local

on the menu was cheap and ordered over