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

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

rest your legs for a moment, gentlemen. I

the servant turned and headed upstairs, Frank looked around and muttered quietly, “There really aren’t many servants around here, are there?”

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

also an apprentice to Riverton’s governor and a prodigy of martial arts—she would be an

and chuckled. “You really think highly of her!

back since Frank and Helen were divorced anyway. “That’s like comparing a wolf to a mere sheep.”

while Ms. Turnbull is a ravishing beauty with wit to boot. Should you two tie the knot, it shall certainly be a profound

and shot Trevor a glare. “Worry about yourself, not

his head awkwardly, surprised that Frank was completely

heard rushed footsteps and promptly got up to greet the

turn and asked excitedly, “Trevor, old friend… Where’s this miracle

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

saw how young Frank

never lie to you, Mr. Turnbull,” Trevor told him solemnly. “If Frank fails to heal

choice but to try, especially when Trevor was vouching

case, please come

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

found a young woman lying

with flawless

there was no hiding her haughty presence—it actually

a black suit stood beside her

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

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

healers over the last five years… and none of

Frank either. If anything, her

toward Frank.