The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Kait chuckled coolly. “You’re apologizing? Who needs cops if apologies mean a thing?”

“S–So, what you’re saying is…” Aria murmured tentatively.

Kait rubbed his chin, studying Aria as he said, “Well, how about this? Hang out with me and my friends over some drinks, and we can put the past behind us.”

“What?” Aria was shocked–it went without saying what drinking with those men meant!

Blondie cried, “No-”

Crew Cut smashed his head with his baseball bat right then. “Shut up! The adults are talking!”

Blondie was bleeding from the head and dropped to the floor, clutching his head.

“Stop!” Winter snapped, getting to her feet.

It was her birthday party, and her classmates came to celebrate it with her.

She must stand up for them when they were getting hurt!

“Winter.” Jean promptly tugged at her–those gangsters were clearly no pushovers, and Winter’s tough attitude would only make things worse.

Crew Cut’s eyes lit up as soon as he saw her–as the room was dark, he did not notice the two other beauties in there.

“Look, boss! There are two more babes over there!”

Kait was not blind for his part.

Aria might be pretty, but she was trying too hard with her getup and makeup.

On the other hand, Winter was a natural beauty and endlessly better.

Pushing Aria away, he strode up to Winter. “What’s your name,

girl?”

“Why should I tell you?” Winter frowned. “You’re the one bullying my came here to start another fight. What’s your problem?

friends,

and then

you

Kait chuckled. “Yes, yes, it’s all our fault–why don’t you come with us to our room, properly apologize. How about that?”

and I’ll

Winter was taken aback by Kait’s sudden reasonable attitude, but she was not stupid. There was no way she would go to their room alone.

Jean put a hand on her shoulder too. “Don’t go,

Winter.”

Winter nodded and turned to Kait. “I won’t go. Now, please leave.”

She was not about to hope for Kait to apologize for hurting Blondie–having them leave was

all she wanted.

Nonetheless, Kai laughed coldly. “If you’re not leaving, then you’ll have to foot my friend’s medical bill– 500 grand, along with everyone here kneeling and apologizing. Then, we can call it even.”

“500 grand?!” Winter exclaimed in shock. “That’s too much! And you hurt my friend too!”

Crew Cut rose to his feet and growled, “That was just interest. Pay up now, or come to our room–now, choose.”

Winter clenched her knuckles–the gang was clearly bullying them.

They could not win in a fight, and certainly could not pay 500 grand!

Nonetheless, Zeb strode out elegantly from amongst the classmates, and stood before Kait.

“May I have the pleasure of your name, sir?” he asked.

Kait’s eyes narrowed as he studied Zeb. “Kait Wooper of East City.” Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Zeb smiled in turn.

Kait Wooper? He had never even heard of the man.

That means he was just some two–bit thug in East City at best!

He just had to reveal himself, and these thugs would be quaking in their boots!

Moreover, he never really got to show off around Winter, and he was not about to let this chance slip!