The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Crewcut snorted at Frank. "You sure talk big. Are you really that rich?"

"Not really, but he's definitely richer than you are!" Alda snapped back, retorting as Crewcut was clearly belittling Frank and because she had caused this argument in the first place.

"What, just because you said so?" Crewcut snorted, clearly not thinking highly of them.

"I really wouldn't have bothered, but I'm in a good mood, so I can teach you the meaning of the pecking order!"

And with those words, Alda whipped out a black card. "I'm sure you'd at least recognize this?"

Crewcut certainly did but snorted stubbornly, refusing to admit defeat. "It's just a debit card painted black. I can do that too!"

Alda smiled and nodded. "Guess words don't work with you. Let's speak with our fists instead."

Frank nodded. "Slap yourself. You can leave when your teeth fall aloof."

it, brat!" Crewcut snapped, but he was

had been plenty merciful and always

the gap between themselves and Frank, even

He chuckled and slapped Crewcut across the face, knocking him

What do we do with this mess?" Meg was at

dog meat really isn't as nice

Meg shrugged and nodded.

taking a stroll to help her digestion, since she was still feeling bloated from food despite

"Oh, hey, pretty lady!"

in red hair approached her,

as a sign of approval and went up to her. "Don't look at my getup-I'm actually rich. Why don't we be friends? Don't worry either, I'm not the clingy type. Let's have some fun, and then

flushed and snapped, "Get away from me,

I'm scum-let

physical when a dainty figure