The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

As things tensed up between Sean and Frank, Frank’s cab arrived.

Sean did not make a move and smiled instead. “Be careful when you walk the streets at night, kiddo.” Frank snorted in disdain. “I could say the same about you.” “Fuck you,” Sean cursed as he drove off.

Meanwhile, Henry completely ignored Gina and the rest after Frank left.

Gina approached Helen just then, “Dear, wasn’t Big Bright’s Lyndon McCoy sick too?” Helen nodded. “Yeah. What about it?” Big Bright was a distributor of construction materials, and Lane Holdings was always buying from them with reasonable prices. Moreover, Lyndon was known to be a loyal, honest man.

Gina quickly said, “Since Mr. Wesley brought two Ichor Pills, there’s one left… Don’t you think the McCoys would be indebted to you if you helped Lyndon?

Bargaining would be so much easier after that!” Helen became pensive–her mother actually made sense.

With the West City project commencing soon, Lane Holdings would need a huge supply of construction materials, but they weren’t exactly rich.

giving Lyndon the Ichor Pill

time…” “No–you should do it right now,” Gina urged. “I’ll come with you too.” Helen did not turn her away this time, since her suggestion actually worked

the board chairperson of Lane Holdings, Rocco- Lyndon’s eldest son–led them to Lyndon’s

white–haired Lyndon arrived at the study with

Helen greeted

smiling cheerfully in contrast. “It’s only been a few days, but you look more spirited than before.” Lyndon waved her off dismissively. “No, I think this is it. I’ll be gone in days with the way my health’s failing.” Turning toward Helen, he

Helen straightened as she said, “It’s about your condition, sir.” “Hmm. My condition?” Lyndon

took out the remaining so–called Ichor Pill