The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Both Frank and Vicky could tell that Paul was hesitating but not unwilling to sell the drakeroot—it was Sylvia's prompt refusal that surprised them.

"Mrs. Fielden, we didn't come demanding it for free," Vicky quickly said. "Just mention a price, and we will pay."

"No," Sylvia refused again. "Doesn't matter how much you're paying—we're not selling."

She then turned to her husband. "Paul, my cousin needs that drakeroot. Didn't you agree to give it to him?"

Paul nodded. "I did, but Ms. Turnbull needs it too... How about splitting it in half?"

He loved his wife to bits, and would basically agree to anything she asked for.

But with Vicky making a bid for the drakeroot as well, he was in a dilemma since he did not want to offend either party.

Sylvia shook her head repeatedly. "That won't do—the drakeroot is a hundred years old, and it's not perfectly preserved in the first place. Stanley needs the entire herb."

to his wife, and Sylvia was clearly not intending to

mean Frida was going to

May I ask what

him. "Really? You think

"You shouldn't underestimate Mr. Lawrence—he is an accomplished healer whom even Dan Zimmer

Paul was astonished that even Dan, the most

turned to Sylvia. "Dear, you were making frequent trips to the hospital before, weren't you?

A young boy like him wouldn't know a thing about

she had a sexually-transmitted disease and

be exposed

Frank smiled in turn. "But as medicine goes, observation is vital —there are times when all it takes

sure?" Paul gasped,

unsure if Frank was just boasting

on, Frank—show your chops. Mr. Fielden and his wife are obviously