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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Trevor’s Rolls-Royce slowly entered the Turnbulls’ hilltop villa.

their arrival, a servant was on hand to receive

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

servant turned and headed upstairs, Frank looked around and muttered quietly, “There really aren’t many servants

is merely the Turnbulls’ figurehead in

Vicky is herself extraordinary, establishing a transnational trading conglomerate single-handedly five years ago and accumulating billions in wealth. She’s also an apprentice to Riverton’s governor and a prodigy of

chuckled. “You really think highly of her! How does she compare to

Trevor laughed, not holding back since Frank and Helen were divorced anyway.

“By 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 tie the knot, it shall certainly be a profound marriage—and

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

his head awkwardly, surprised

rushed footsteps and promptly got up

and asked excitedly, “Trevor, old friend…

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

young Frank looked. “Are

him solemnly. “If Frank fails to

was absolutely skeptical about Frank, he had no choice but to

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

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

found a young woman

described, with flawless fair

skinny, there was no hiding

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

assuring her, “Vicky, Trevor just got you a

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

with other healers over

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

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