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."

push it, brat!" Crewcut snapped, but he was already feeling

had been plenty

see the gap between themselves and Frank,

guess you really wanted this." He chuckled and slapped Crewcut across the

do with this

no dog lover, but dog meat really isn't

Meg shrugged and nodded.

at the cottage, Rina was taking a stroll to help her digestion, since she was still feeling bloated from food

"Oh, hey, pretty lady!"

hair approached her, teasing her

it 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

flushed and snapped, "Get away

said! I'm scum-let

to it, Redhead was ready to get physical when a dainty