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.

–

Trevor’s Rolls-Royce slowly entered

arrival, a servant was on hand to receive them, leading them to the

“Please rest your legs for a moment, gentlemen. I shall inform Mr. Turnbull of your arrival.”

looked around and muttered quietly, “There really aren’t many

Lawrence,” Trevor told him. “Walter is merely the Turnbulls’ figurehead in Riverton, while

five years ago and accumulating billions in wealth. She’s also an apprentice to Riverton’s governor and a prodigy of martial arts—she would be an elite among

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

not holding back since Frank and Helen were divorced

compassion, while Ms. Turnbull is a ravishing beauty with wit to boot. Should you two tie the knot,

and shot

surprised that

and promptly got up to greet the man

asked excitedly, “Trevor, old

introduction. “This is him—Frank Lawrence. He has been training in seclusion at the south pole, and his abilities as a healer

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

you, Mr. Turnbull,” Trevor told him solemnly. “If Frank fails to heal your daughter

absolutely skeptical about Frank, he had no choice but

please come with

said flatly, and he and Trevor followed Walter to a room on the

found a young woman lying

with flawless fair

hiding her

a black suit stood beside her

then, assuring her, “Vicky, Trevor just

Zurich.” Vicky forced a smile, but she knew her condition

healers over the last five years… and

Frank either. If anything, her gratitude was merely

smiled and turned toward Frank. “She’s in your hands