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.

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entered the

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

your legs for a moment, gentlemen. I shall inform Mr. Turnbull of

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

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

accumulating billions in wealth. She’s also an

“You really

Frank and Helen were divorced anyway. “That’s like

the way, Mr. Lawrence, you’re a gentleman with dignity, wisdom, and compassion, while Ms. Turnbull is a ravishing beauty with wit to boot. Should you two

Frank almost choked on his tea and shot Trevor

head awkwardly, surprised that

promptly got up to greet the

hand in turn and asked excitedly, “Trevor, old friend… Where’s

in seclusion at the south pole, and

saw how young Frank looked.

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

Walter was absolutely skeptical about Frank, he had no choice but to try, especially when

case, please come with me, Mr. Lawrence.”

the way, sir,” Frank said flatly, and he and Trevor followed Walter to a room on

found a young woman lying

was exactly the ravishing beauty Trevor had described, with flawless

if she appeared sickly skinny, there was no hiding her

woman in a black suit stood beside her bed, appearing to be

to his daughter just then, assuring her, “Vicky, Trevor just got you

forced a smile, but she knew her condition

she had countless consultations with other healers over the last

did not pin her hopes on Frank either. If

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