The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

There was a rush of footsteps, clearly intent on causing trouble! "They're really here!"

Excited, Myra opened the door and strode out to the hallway.

There, the middle-aged woman had brought over a dozen thugs, each of them carrying baseball bats and ready for a fight.

At the same time, the other guests came out to check out the commotion as well curiosity kills the cat, as they say!

They were convinced that Myra had a plan in mind, but seeing that she was still alone, they quickly yelled, "Run, girl! Just survive for now-live to fight another day!"

"Run? Where could she run off to?"

The middle-aged woman was laughing even before Myra spoke. "Here's a tidbit my people have sealed all exits. You're going down, bitch!"

behind herself, she asked, "So? Isn't

thugs all answered in unison, almost drooling

they were being really sleazy-Myra's charm never diminished despite her age, and the mature

Then you can have a

Myra. "How about that? Are you ready to handle so many

I could say the same about you. Did you think that numbers mean everything? Just so you know, I

There are a dozen men behind me,

then, standing between the

sighed in exasperation even as they

Frank showed up.

the looker, boy! Why don't you consider joining me? Be a good boy, and I just might consider sparing you, or I'll make sure to make your

too good to be true. Whatever