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."

Paul was obviously a slave to his wife, and Sylvia was clearly

that mean Frida was going

when Frank quietly said, "Mrs. Fielden, I know for a fact that the drakeroot is a powerful healing herb. May I ask what your cousin's condition is? If it's something simple,

her eyes at him. "Really? You think you can

quickly joined in. "You shouldn't underestimate Mr. Lawrence—he is an accomplished healer whom

Really?" Paul was astonished that even Dan, the

how good Frank was, he turned to Sylvia. "Dear, you were making frequent trips to the hospital before, weren't

A young boy

she had a sexually-transmitted disease and she had not

be exposed if Frank finds

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

you sure?" Paul

in turn, unsure if Frank

giggled beside Frank just then. "Go on, Frank—show your chops. Mr. Fielden and his