The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Chapter 6

A Rolls-Royce stopped beside Frank just as he stepped outside the Turnbulls’ villa.

Vicky alighted, asking, “Where are you staying, Mr. Lawrence? May I offer you a ride?” Frank thought about it and sighed. “I was just planning to stay at a hotel.” He did not own any house in Riverton, and he could not return to Lane Manor after his divorce with Helen.

“Oh…” Vicky did a double take but did not press the issue. “Then you’re in luck —we have over fifty hotels in Riverton. Allow me to arrange for a suite, so I can deliver you the wonderroot when it arrives.” Frank thought about it and nodded. “Sure.” He got into the backseat with Vicky while Yara drove, though she stopped at the gates.

“What’s wrong?” Vicky asked.

“There’s a car stopped ahead, and I don’t know what for,” Yara complained.

Frank peered out of the car window and noticed a man weaning a suit standing by the security booth.

“Please inform Mr. Turnbull of my arrival. Tell him that it’s Sean Wesley—my family owns a major business in Riverton.” With those words, he whipped out a stack of hundred dollar bills and handed it to the security guard.

The security guard promptly nodded gratefully. “Yes, please wait a moment. I’ll inform Mr. Turnbull right away.” Frank narrowed his eyes when he heard Sean’s name and studied the man just as Yara said, “It seems he’s here to see Mr. Turnbull.” “Ignore them,” Vicky said flatly.

Outside, Sean was soon back in his car—the security guard allowed him to drive inside, as Walter clearly gave his permission.

There was a pretty face riding shotgun in his car—it was Helen.

“Don’t worry,” Sean assured her confidently. “I heard that Walter Turnbull’s daughter is bedridden, and I brought along a 100 year-old panacea cap for her.

secure that development project at the west side of the city.” Helen

their partnership and was naturally surprised that Sean was willing to

she could present it as her gift—he was

proving himself to be a real friend with all his prowess, especially

Perhaps letting her mother force Frank to

villa, though Helen glanced outside just

man sitting at the backseat

“What?” Sean promptly asked.

think that was Frank in that

everyone living here is either rich or powerful. What would your useless ex-husband be doing here?”

only looked outside and did

Meanwhile, Yara drove straight toward Verdant Hotel, which was the grandest hotel

over 2,000 square meters,

opened the door for Frank and led him to the front

you can drop by whenever you like even if you find other places to stay.

him a room, she handed him the room card along with a

all Turnbull businesses. You can make any purchases you desire with this.” “Is that exclusively for friends too?” Frank smiled as he stared at

associates of my family.”

the irony… Helen never gave him a

the other hand, it had barely been a day since he

grinned. “And I hope you’d consider me a friend in turn.” Her

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