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 cleaver and clearly not knowing who

reason.

in the blink of an eye, and he had no idea

Were those two protected by some divine being who sent him

could hear and see all the furniture and tableware in the

Frank snorted. "Don't think you get to walk over just

he had never

that terrible and only noted the grudge for now. He would eventually

the restaurant, as she

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

nodded. "That's hood rats for you. Let's eat at an actual restaurant-I'm sure there won't be

but

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

strolled around with

any major city restaurants, but it passed the local

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