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

had been plenty merciful and always

did not see the gap between themselves and Frank, even thinking that they

really wanted this." He chuckled and slapped Crewcut

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

"Forget it. I'm no dog lover, but dog meat really isn't as nice as they make it

Meg shrugged and nodded.

at the cottage, Rina was taking a stroll to help her digestion, since she was

"Oh, hey, pretty lady!"

in red hair approached her,

her. "Don't look at my getup-I'm actually rich. Why don't we be friends?

snapped, "Get away from

I'm scum-let me show you

to get physical when a dainty figure