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

listen to reason. Can't blame me

blink of an eye, and he had no idea what had just happened until

those two protected by

could hear and see all the furniture and tableware in the restaurant being

and Meg left, Frank snorted. "Don't think you get to walk over just everyone, and grow a conscience for

had never been

just that terrible and only noted the grudge for now. He

as she did not expect to

her thoughts and chuckled. "It's

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

smiled but said

simply rotten, but a couple

and strolled around

to any major city restaurants, but it passed

that everything on the menu was cheap and ordered