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.

project at the west

off their partnership and was naturally surprised that Sean was willing to help her build

panacea cap along, so she could

backs.” Helen was tearing up 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

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

waste time hurrying inside the villa,

man sitting at

“What?” Sean promptly asked.

was Frank in that car just now,”

everyone living here is either rich or powerful. What would

she only looked outside and did

– Meanwhile, Yara drove straight toward Verdant Hotel, which was

2,000 square meters, and

the front desk, booking the penthouse suite for

places to stay. The hotel can cater to your needs as well—food, entertainment, even sports.” Frank nodded. He could see that he could have anything he wanted here the

she handed him the room card along with a

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

my

Helen never gave him a thing in their three-year

a day since he met

really. I simply consider you a friend.” Vicky grinned. “And I hope you’d consider me a friend

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