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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Rolls-Royce slowly entered the Turnbulls’ hilltop villa.

informed of their arrival, a servant was on

them tea, he said, “Please rest your legs for a moment, gentlemen.

and muttered quietly, “There really aren’t many

Turnbulls’ figurehead in

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 Riverton’s youth if not for her illness.”

of his tea and chuckled. “You really think highly of her! How

and Helen were divorced anyway. “That’s like comparing a

a gentleman with 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 all too willing to be your guarantor.”

his tea and shot Trevor

surprised

he heard rushed footsteps and promptly got up to greet the man approaching them. “Mr.

held his hand in turn and asked excitedly, “Trevor, old friend… Where’s this miracle healer you’ve spoken of?”

has been training in seclusion at the south pole, and

smile stiffened when he saw how young Frank looked. “Are you joking, Trevor? He’s so

to you, Mr. Turnbull,” Trevor told him solemnly. “If Frank fails to heal your daughter too, then no one can.”

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

case, please come with me, Mr.

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

young woman lying in bed.

with flawless fair skin, a clear dewy gaze, and a captivating face.

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

a black suit stood beside her bed, appearing

hurried to his daughter just then, assuring her, “Vicky, Trevor just got you a healer. He’ll

you so much, Mr. Zurich.” Vicky forced a smile,

consultations with other healers over the last

did not pin her hopes on Frank either. If anything,

turned toward Frank.