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."

obviously a slave to his wife, and Sylvia was clearly not intending to

was going to lose

I ask what your cousin's condition is? If it's something simple, I can personally treat him—there's no need to go to the extent of using

eyes at him. "Really? You think you

underestimate Mr. Lawrence—he is an accomplished healer whom

Dan, the

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

A young boy

disease and she had not been with Paul much

would be exposed if Frank finds

if you doubt me, Mrs. Fielden." Frank smiled in turn. "But as medicine goes, observation is vital —there are times when all

you sure?" Paul gasped,

unsure if Frank was just boasting or could

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