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?”

There’s no way they’re selling it,” Trevor replied, 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

wonderroot, especially after that fight at South Sea three years ago.

himself to peak

way he could miss out

take it

never try to deceive you. Walter Turnbull himself promised the wonderroot should his daughter be treated, along with any

did not press the issue. “In that case, let’s

in himself when a BMW sped toward

brother—promptly alighted

discussion with my sister, Mr. Zurich?”

him a look

no need to play nice with the Lanes now that

Peter, who was left wondering how he had upset

past him, unable to believe what

Frank doing in Trevor’s car?! What the hell was going

–

in her study, glancing at her watch from time

just this morning, but it was already

“Maybe you should call Mr.

a

complained. “You need to be more

was losing her mind. “I’ll call

it.” Helen sighed, worried that her mother would make a mess of things.

made the call, and Trevor soon answered.

she was talking on the phone, her expression was mild and her tone polite. “Hello, Mr. Zurich. I was just wondering what time you are

that I’m withdrawing from our partnership,” Trevor replied

bombshell

I’ve misjudged you.” Trevor scoffed. “I really wouldn’t dare

with that, he hung up, leaving Helen dumbfounded and utterly

shown Trevor due respect and