The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Drunken Moon laughed coolly. "You're the one who kept bragging so much at first, saying that the strong decide on justice. And now that I've beaten you, it makes everything I said right, no?"

The middle-aged man smirked. "Really? You're good, but not that good—if you're that brave, let me go, and I will call in my boys so we can have a rematch!"

Drunken Moon laughed. "Why would I be afraid of that? Though I'm sure you're just going to bail and never come back."

The middle-aged man snapped, "Do you think everyone's like you?! If you're afraid, just say it out loud!"

"Fine, then go. Why are you still here?"

Drunken Moon shrugged, even moving aside for him.

The middle-aged man smirked as he pushed himself to his feet and fled—the bitch chose this, and she would only have herself to blame for it!

The bellgirl was concerned and came over to Drunken Moon. "Priestess, are you sure this is going to be alright?"

you doubt me, know that the boy standing over there is the most powerful man in this country, if

bellgirl turned to Frank, suddenly seeing

but would not peg

back with several others

glanced at Frank. "Let me have a try. You can step

men were strong, but they would not be

he could make sure that she would come out unscathed, which was why he could let

how strong your boy toy really is, girlie? There are plenty out there just like him-hell, I could handle ten of them, and my boys are better

letting me now? Haha! I'll show you some proper masculinity soon, and the joy

"If you're as strong as your tendency for verbal abuse, I

simply ignored her and

regret everything now, don't you? I'm sure you wouldn't have called the cops this time, because now you know who you're

all his friends