The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

However, since it was decided by drawing lots, Jada and Moxxi had no choice but to accept it.

They did not know the dish, but there were others who did, and there was the internet when all else failed.

As both went to work, Alda frowned as she listened to the weird racket from the kitchen. "Are they going to set fire to the place?"

Before Frank could answer, Meg assured her, "Don't worry. With Mr. Frankton around, they could set fire to the cottage, and it'd still be fine."

Alda smiled, shaking her head and said nothing else.

Soon, two large plates of pulled pork were on the table, and both actually looked like the real deal.

As for the taste...

After just a taste, everyone traded glances but did not say anything, because it was really nothing to brag about.

However, neither Jada nor Moxxi noticed that, and they were both filled with confidence, thinking they would win.

With that, they once again took the pull pork outside and asked anyone passing by to try it.

just then and feeling hungry and

nothing to brag about-they could even cook it better back home-they voted anyway

on the floor with a thud

that it was an old man who was suffering from a

the others to call an

accidents often happened, so the nearest emergency

safe, it definitely rained on the crowd's parade, and they soon

strode up to Jada. "This doesn't count. I want a

was annoyed

I'm leading far and ahead in votes, and I'd win anyway without that incident! Losing isn't the

lead is

that, she did not hesitate to pick up her plate of pulled pork

rolled her eyes but followed

of them looking livid as they returned inside the cottage,

curiosity, "Did someone mess with

her head. "Just someone getting ahead

despicable can you get, not admitting it