The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Naturally, the other Turnbulls were less than friendly toward Frank.

Other than Vicky, they all had looks of a constipated person whenever they glanced Frank's way.

He was a real piece of work, but they could neither snap at him nor chase him away.

Hurt him? They were still counting on him to cure George!

All they could do was to defame him in private, even blaming him for George's condition when he contracted it six months ago.

Frank did not care at all—it was the last day of treatment for George and the day of the Turnbulls' annual dinner.

Starting from the morning, luxurious cars were driving into the Turnbull estate, with men and women striding in as they attended the prestigious banquet.

They were all family or regional executives, all of them embodying the might of the Turnbulls as one of the Four Families of Morhen.

see that not the entire family was gathered

servants were hurrying around busily,

at a corner, watching as hundreds of Turnbull

backbone to the family empire—and it was always this grand and lively

asked, striding over to Frank when she happened to finish a conversation and

Frank chuckled in her face, unmoved. "What, do you want to chase me away

"Hmph."

pursing her lips. "This is our family's annual

can't you go back to

who was chatting with Glen in the distance.

to shoot Frank a look

Frank shook his head and replied quietly. "All I know is that I've