The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Chapter 2

As Frank strode out of Lane Manor, he turned to look at the place he lived at for three years.

He had come here all alone and now left empty-handed.

Just then, a Rolls-Royce sped toward him from a distance, stopping just beside him.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man dressed sharply in a suit alighted, grinning broadly as he jogged up to Frank. “Mr. Lawrence…”

“What are you doing here?” Frank asked as he stared at the man—he was Trevor Zurich, the CEO of Trevor International.

“I’ve recently partnered with your wife for a development project in West City, and I’ve come to discuss the details with her,” Trevor admitted.

Frank nodded but said, “There’s no need for a discussion—Helen now has the Wesley family’s backing and doesn’t need ours, and she’s no longer my wife.”

“What?!” Trevor exclaimed, flabbergasted. “What’s going on?”

“Helen and I got divorced,” Frank admitted. “From now on, there’s no connection between myself and the Lanes.”

Then, turning toward Trevor and gently clapping him on the shoulder, Frank said, “Thanks for your help over the last three years, brother.”

While Trevor’s business was mostly based abroad, he was asked to return to support the Lanes and basically earned zero profit over that period of time.

Even so, Trevor promptly bowed his head and said, “No, Mr. Lawrence—it’s my honor to work in your service… that said, why would Ms. Lane suddenly divorce you? Is the Wesley boy responsible for this?”

Frowning, Trevor clapped himself on the chest and declared, “In that case, I’ll personally visit Ms. Lane and talk things out with her.”

Over the last three years, the only reason he partnered with Lane Holdings was because Frank asked. The Lanes were so far beneath him that they did not even deserve to lick his boots, let alone his partnership!

How shortsighted Helen was, divorcing Lawrence just because her company went public!

Nonetheless, Frank shook his head. “Forget it. Helen and I are divorced—we have nothing to do with each other now. You can go if there’s nothing else.”

Trevor smacked himself on the forehead as he remembered. “Actually, there’s something I need to tell you. Remember the wonderroot you asked me to find? Well, I’ve found it, but…”

Frank wheeled on him right then, asking, “But what?”

though his tone soon changed sharply. “However, I’ve also caught wind that Walter Turnbull’s only daughter was afflicted with a terrible illness five years ago, and she doesn’t have long to live. The good news is that she’s here in Riverton, and if

really needed the wonderroot, especially after that fight at South

way to restore himself

no way he could miss out

take it that you’ve

appearing over his forehead as he said, “Of course—I’d never try to deceive you. Walter Turnbull himself promised the wonderroot should his daughter be treated, along with any other condition you care to

press the issue. “In that case, let’s pay the Turnbulls a

the door for Frank and was just about to get in himself when a BMW sped toward them and parked in front of Lane Manor.

alighted and

Mr. Zurich?” Peter asked. “Why don’t you stay a while

him a look and snorted in disdain.

no need to play nice with the Lanes now that Frank

he had upset Trevor,

was left gaping as Trevor’s Rolls-Royce sped past him, unable to

Trevor’s car?! What the hell

–

in her study, glancing at

this morning, but it

her, “Maybe you

specified a

project is so important,” Gina complained. “You

her mind.

do it.” Helen sighed, worried that her mother would make a

she made the call, and

was mild and her tone polite. “Hello, Mr. Zurich. I was just wondering what time you are coming by? I would like to be on hand to

withdrawing from

Why?” The sudden bombshell left Helen in a

be loyal, but it seems that I’ve misjudged you.” Trevor scoffed. “I really wouldn’t dare keep characters like you around myself,

leaving Helen

going on?! She had always shown Trevor due respect and never offended him. What on earth was wrong