The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Make me?! No, I'll make you!"

Redhead really had no idea who Drunken Moon was and strode up, ready to bring the pain.

Drunken Moon sneered and kicked him down to the ground, keeping her foot on

his stomach and slapping him across the face.

Redhead was certainly shocked by his burning left cheek—the bitch looked normal, but she was a fighter!

"I'm sorry, ma'am! Please let me go!"

Furious, Drunken Moon slapped him again. "Ma'am?! Really?"

"I'm sorry, miss!" Redhead cried, on the verge of tears. "Miss is fine, right?! I get it,

I made a mistake! Just give me a chance!"

but lifted her foot. "Do that again, and you're

but once he was far enough, he yelled, "Just wait! I'll kill you

at him, hitting him in

must not stay or suffer worse than this, Redhead did not linger another second and ran, vanishing

saving me, ma'am!"

off. "It's really no big deal.

head. "Yes, don't worry.

"Good, or I really

"You know him?"

course... Oh, don't misunderstand. I would've helped

Drunken Moon into the homestay

the others alighted after getting

twentyish people in the distance, all wearing skinny jeans, looking like proper punks.. They were all clearly ready for a fight,

gang fight in this day and

"Who cares." Frank chuckled.

they followed the punks, they realized the punks were heading for