The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Chapter 29

Vicky was reading some documents in Turnbull Villa when she paused because of Helen’s words.

“What are you talking about?” she asked.

Helen promptly told Vicky everything that happened earlier and pleaded, “Please, Ms. Turnbull.

You’re the only one who can save Frank now.”

Vicky simply narrowed her eyes, her fair fingers rubbing her chin pensively for a while.

Eventually, she asked, “Frank’s in trouble because he saved you. And you’re coming to me instead of helping him? Don’t you think you’re out of line?”

Helen was left speechless but tried again. “I know the trouble started because of me, but I really don’t have what it takes to help him…“.

“And how’s that my fault?”

That left Helen stumped. “A–Are you just going to let Frank die?”

“How’s that my business?” Vicky asked nonchalantly.

“What… Alright, if you don’t want to help. Fine!” Helen snapped and hung up exasperatedly.

On the other end, Yara asked Helen gingerly, “Ms. Turnbull, are we really not going to help Frank?” 1

Despite Frank’s arrogance, Yara had a good impression of Frank after he taught her his improved version of the Boltsmacker. She certainly did not hope that he would end up dead at the hands of some thug… 1

Vicky scowled. “Of course I do. But Helen Lane had the audacity to tell me what to do–why should I play to her tune?”

was keen to help Frank, she really despised Helen. “Well, what

for a while. “Make a run for me,

understanding and left

you? Frank’s just a dog to Vicky Turnbull–she’s the heiress of an important family. There’s no way she would mess with Leo Grayson for

stayed silent and

her coat, while

determined. “I’ll try to save Frank.”

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in Turnbull Villa

are you talking about?” she asked.

everything that happened earlier and pleaded, “Please, Ms. Turnbull. You’re the only one who can save

her eyes, her fair fingers rubbing her chin pensively for a while.

“Frank’s in trouble because he saved you. And you’re coming to me instead of

“I know the trouble started because of me, but I really don’t have what it

how’s that my fault?”

you just going to

my business?”

don’t want to help. Fine!” Helen snapped and hung up

gingerly, “Ms. Turnbull, are we really not going to help

the Boltsmacker. She certainly did not hope that he would end up dead at the

do. But Helen Lane had the audacity to tell me what to do–why should I

then–while Vicky was keen to help Frank,

mused to herself for a while. “Make a run for me, Yara–but don’t say that

it.” Yara nodded in understanding and left

scoffing since Helen’s request for help proved fruitless. “What did I tell you? Frank’s just a dog to Vicky Turnbull–she’s the

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simply stayed silent and balled her