The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Chapter 2347 Zangi was rubbing his sleepy eyes and looking innocent, clearly unaware of what had happened. "What are you doing here, Mr. Quaker? Here to get some herbs?"

"You set me up, brat!" Mr. Quaker seized Zangi by the collar.

At the same time, someone nearby egged him on. "Hold your horses, bro! Don't let this get out of hand- we may have cause, but we shouldn't push them too far!"

"He conned over a mil off me, and you're telling me to calm down?!"

Mr. Quaker laughed coldly, dragging Zangi out from behind the counter and bellowing, "Where's your owner? Tell him to get over here!"

The other store hands knew that Mr. Quaker was here to cause trouble. As such, they hurried off to get the apothecary owner and refrained from getting on Mr. Quaker's nerves.

Soon, the apothecary owner arrived, and seeing a familiar face, he quickly asked, "What brings you here, Mr. Quaker?"

Mr. Quaker refused to play nice despite the apothecary owner's cordial greeting and snapped, "Your shop hand tricked me! Don't you think you must answer for this?!"

"Tricked you?" The apothecary owner had no idea what Mr. Quaker was saying.

him again. "They

never think for himself, and hearing his friend, he was convinced

he bellowed, "I want my hard-earned money

in exasperation and turned to Zangi. "What happened between you

also afraid of the apothecary owner finding

tantrum!" He hastily came up with an

should laugh or cry-even a

me at this point?" He sighed. "Just tell the truth and resolve

exasperation and revealed everything, leaving the

worst thing one could do was to liaise with a customer,

situation, Zangi's punishment had to wait. For now, the apothecary owner had to

frank, Mr. Quaker," he said. "I know about the Bright Sky Herb, and it's really less valuable if trimmed. Five million is plenty-please don't get too hung up and lose everything because of it."

frowned, clearly

a chance to add fuel to the fire. "You're all in this together! Of course you're siding with that brat-grow a

Quaker, the man fell for it again and growled, "It doesn't matter if my Bright Sky Herb is worth money! want it back now! Call that pretty boy

choice he was not keeping his job if Mr.