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."

since Paul was obviously a slave to his wife,

that mean Frida was going to

I know for a fact that the drakeroot is a powerful healing herb. May I ask what your cousin's condition is?

simply rolled her eyes at him. "Really? You

joined in. "You shouldn't underestimate Mr. Lawrence—he is

astonished that even Dan, the most famous

frequent trips to the

"Are you kidding me? A young

a sexually-transmitted disease and she had not been with Paul

be exposed if Frank

as medicine goes, observation is vital —there are times when

Are you sure?" Paul gasped, his interest

unsure if Frank was just boasting or could

your chops.