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?"

or I'll gut you too!" the owner bellowed, brandishing his

reason. Can't blame me

blink of an eye, and he had no idea

two protected by some divine

could react, he could hear and see all the

"Don't think you get to walk over just

livid, as he had never

Frank was just that terrible and only noted the

Meg was once again apologetic to Frank after leaving the restaurant, as she did not expect to run

read her thoughts and

"That's hood rats for you. Let's eat at an actual restaurant-I'm sure

but

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

time on his hands and strolled around with Meg until

dulled in comparison to any major city restaurants, but it passed

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