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!"

turning toward the thugs behind herself, she

all answered in unison, almost drooling

being really sleazy-Myra's charm never diminished despite her

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

you. Did you think that numbers mean everything? Just so you know, I wasn't raised a coward, so know your place and

blind, bitch?! There are a dozen men behind me, and they could kill you in

so?" Frank strode up just then, standing between

sighed in exasperation even as they

room, but only Frank showed up. What could Such a vulnerable looking pretty boy

up. "You're quite the looker, boy! Why don't you consider joining me? Be a good boy, and I

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