The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Vicky was reading some documents in Turnbull Villa when she paused because of Helen’s words.

“What are you talking about?” she asked.

Helen promptly told Vicky everything that happened earlier and pleaded, “Please, Ms. Turnbull.

You’re the only one who can save Frank now.” Vicky simply narrowed her eyes, her fair fingers rubbing her chin pensively for a while.

Eventually, she asked, “Frank’s in trouble because he saved you. And you’re coming to me instead of helping him? Don’t you think you’re out of line?” Helen was left speechless but tried again. “I know the trouble started because of me, but I really don’t have what it takes to help him…“.

“And how’s that my fault?” That left Helen stumped. “A–Are you just going to let Frank die?” “How’s that my business?” Vicky asked nonchalantly.

“What… Alright, if you don’t want to help. Fine!” Helen snapped and hung up exasperatedly.

thug… 1 Vicky scowled. “Of course I do. But Helen Lane had the audacity to tell me what to do–why should I play to her tune?” Yara understood right then–while Vicky was keen to help Frank, she really despised Helen. “Well, what should we do?” Vicky mused to herself for a while. “Make a run for me, Yara–but don’t say that it’s me.‘ “Got it.” Yara nodded in

scoffing since Helen’s

the heiress of an important family. There’s no way she would mess

Club,” Helen replied, determined. “I’ll try to save Frank.” Chapter 29 Vicky was reading some documents in Turnbull Villa

talking

Turnbull. You’re the only one who can save Frank now.” Vicky simply narrowed her eyes, her fair fingers rubbing her chin

you’re coming to me instead of helping him? Don’t you think you’re out of line?” Helen was left speechless but tried again. “I know the trouble started because of me, but

Alright, if you don’t want to help. Fine!” Helen snapped

after he taught her his improved version of the Boltsmacker. She certainly did not hope that he would end up dead at the hands of some thug… 1 Vicky scowled. “Of course I do. But Helen Lane had the audacity to tell me what to do–why should I play to her tune?” Yara understood right then–while Vicky was keen to help Frank, she really despised Helen. “Well, what should we do?” Vicky mused to herself for a while. “Make a run for me, Yara–but don’t say that it’s me.” “Got it.” Yara nodded in understanding and left the

Gina was scoffing since Helen’s request for help