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 she

the thugs all answered in unison, almost drooling

they were being really sleazy-Myra's charm never diminished despite

can have

about that? Are you

about you. Did you think that numbers mean everything? Just so you know, I wasn't raised a coward, so know your place and kneel, or I promise you'll pay

again. "Are you blind, bitch?! There are a dozen men behind me, and they could kill you in an

that so?" Frank strode up just then, standing between the middle-aged woman and

in exasperation even

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

and I just might consider sparing you, or I'll make sure to make your handsome face so hideous you'd never want

was left laughing. "I'll be frank-your words sound way too good to be true. Whatever makes you think