The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Chapter 3

Frank was napping in Trevor’s car when his phone rang, waking him up.

Seeing that it was Helen, he answered and promptly heard her asking coldly, “Frank, are you with Mr. Zurich right now?”

Frank glanced at Trevor, who was sitting beside him. “Yeah.”

Helen took a deep breath to calm her rising blood pressure—it seemed that Peter was not lying!

“You disappoint me, Frank,” she growled. “If you’re upset, you can tell it to my face—why backstab my family?”

Frank rubbed his temple as he replied, “Would you believe it if I told you that I didn’t?”

“Then why would Mr. Zurich leave right after arriving at my doorstep?!” Helen demanded. “He also annulled our partnership!”

“Trevor’s decision is his own and has nothing to do with me.”

Convinced that Frank was a coward and would not admit to it, Helen was left seething and growling at every word. “You really disappoint me.”

Frank’s voice suddenly turned cool as well. “It seems all you care about is what you want to believe and not the actual truth. I have no idea what Peter told you nor am I willing to explain myself—just don’t bother me with stuff like this ever again.”

And with those words, he hung up, the veins on the back of his hand throbbing as his eyes flashed coolly.

To think that Helen never trusted him even after three years of marriage, pinning the blame on him just over mere speculation.

Perhaps she really believed that he was a freeloading shut-in too!

Beside him, Trevor could certainly tell the call was from the Lanes. He asked tentatively, “Shall I straighten them out, Mr. Lawrence?”

Frank sighed and waved him off. “Forget it. Let’s just distance ourselves from them from now on.”

He could not bring himself to destroy them just yet, so they could rot for all he cared.

–

Rolls-Royce slowly entered the Turnbulls’

informed of their arrival, a servant was on hand to receive them, leading them

a moment, gentlemen. I shall inform

around and muttered quietly,

shouldn’t underestimate them, Mr. Lawrence,” Trevor told him. “Walter is merely the Turnbulls’ figurehead in Riverton, while the majority of their influence

accumulating billions in wealth. She’s also an apprentice to Riverton’s governor

chuckled. “You really think highly of her! How does she compare to Helen?”

divorced anyway. “That’s like

dignity, wisdom, and compassion, while Ms. Turnbull is a ravishing beauty with wit to boot. Should you two tie the knot, it shall certainly be a profound marriage—and I, Trevor Zurich, am

his tea and shot

head awkwardly, surprised that

promptly got up to greet the

“Trevor, old friend… Where’s this

He has been training in seclusion at the south

saw how young Frank looked. “Are you joking, Trevor? He’s so young!”

him solemnly. “If

he had no choice but to try, especially

please come with me,

Frank said flatly, and he and Trevor

young woman lying

the ravishing beauty Trevor had described, with flawless fair

sickly skinny, there was no hiding her haughty presence—it actually added to her

beside her

then, assuring her, “Vicky, Trevor just got you a healer. He’ll definitely help you this

Zurich.” Vicky forced a smile, but she knew

all, she had countless consultations with other healers over the last five years… and none of

either.

Ms. Turnbull.” Trevor smiled and turned toward Frank.