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?"

I'll gut you too!" the owner bellowed, brandishing his cleaver and clearly not knowing

listen to reason. Can't blame me for

flying in the blink of an eye, and he had no idea what had just happened until he crashed

two protected by some divine being who sent

he could hear and see all the

think you get to walk over just everyone, and

he had never been subject

terrible and only noted

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

her thoughts and chuckled. "It's alright. Happens all

Let's eat at an actual restaurant-I'm sure

but

the issue-those people were simply rotten, but a couple of rotten eggs did

and strolled around with Meg until

comparison to any major city

that everything on the menu was cheap and ordered over six dishes, as well as