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!"

was not about to stand for that insult and sent the

"Priestess!"

promptly threw herself in Drunken Moon's arms

patted her back, asking,

night and tried to drag me upstairs. I refused, 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 to

manager said I was being too uptight and was going to fire me

"That's terrible!"

certainly something new to

bellgirl had every right to call the cops, so why was the manager

actually quite common. Businesses like these prefer to take losses, though it's the staff who ke suffer for it while the crisis is averted. If you don't play along, they wift pressure you—it's

up and kicked the motel manager, waking her

really done

to let Drunken Moon a moment to argue, the motel manager promptly turned to

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