The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank chuckled. "As for what actually happened to him, I'll get someone to keep tabs and maybe record a video. It shouldn't be difficult."

Drunken Moon flashed a thumbs-up at him. "You're really the best when it comes to cruelty. Simply different."

They shared a smile, and soon, Jouri's people came to take the white-haired youth away.

Later, Frank and Drunken Moon headed to a motel, as the latter received a call from a geezer who said his granddaughter was being harassed and needed help.

She had no fear with Frank at her side anyway, so she went.

As soon as they entered, they found a twentyish, slightly short bellgirl wiping the tears off her face.

Nearby, the motel manager was pointing at her and ranting, spouting plenty of expletives!

Drunken Moon naturally would not just sit by. Striding up, she pushed the manager away and snapped furiously, "What's the meaning of this?! There's no reason to go that far even if she messed up!"

The manager was equally furious, however, and snapped back, "Where did you come from, slut?! Talking to me like that?!"

"Screw you!"

not about to stand for that insult and sent the motel manager flying with a slap, and

"Priestess!"

recognized Drunken Moon just then and promptly threw

her back, asking, "What

so he beat me up. I called the cops on him, but the next day, his family launched a smear campaign on the motel and came

too uptight and was going

"That's terrible!"

something

had every right to call the cops, so why was the manager snapping at her

it's the staff who ke suffer for

Moon strode up and kicked the motel

really done

Drunken Moon a moment to

helplessly, Frank said, "She knows very well that she has no right-she's now