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.

west side

after Trevor called off their partnership

so she could present it

from emotion—Sean was certainly proving himself to be a real friend with all his prowess, especially with the way he always came to her aid whenever she

contrast, her ex-husband certainly dulled in comparison. Perhaps letting her mother force

time hurrying inside the villa, though

a double take, since the man sitting at the backseat looked so much like

“What?” Sean promptly asked.

in that car just now,” Helen

mansion zone, and everyone living here is either rich or powerful. What would your useless ex-husband be doing

looked outside and did not see the man’s face

it was just a slight resemblance… – Meanwhile, Yara drove straight toward Verdant

spanning over 2,000 square meters, and two lion statues grandly

personally opened the door for Frank and led him to the front desk, booking the penthouse suite for him for a

“No worries, Mr. Lawrence. It’s exclusively for friends, and you can drop by whenever you like even if you find other places

she handed him

card, applicable to all Turnbull businesses. You can make any purchases you desire with this.” “Is that exclusively for

my family.” “You really

never gave him a thing

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

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

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