The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Trevor watched as Jermain left, and he asked, “Mr. Lawrence, the Chandlers actually have influence in Middleton. Should we prepare for them?” Frank shook his head. “Unnecessary. What can they do anyway? They’re not our enemy–just watch out for any moves they might make.” Trevor nodded–Frank was far above the Chandlers, and he really did not need to worry about them.

“Do you need a ride back to the hotel, Mr. Lawrence?” Trevor asked.

“No, I’ll be going to Flora Hall.”

“Flora Hall? Why?” Trevor asked in curiosity.

“I need to make a new one to treat Helen’s face.” “I see.” Trevor nodded and sent Frank to Flora Hall before leaving.

There was a pungent scent of medicinal herbs as Frank stepped in, and many customers were there to make purchases or consult the healers.

out his phone to

not answer for a long while, so he had no choice but to approach an assistant at the front desk. “Hi. I’d like to speak with the owner, Dan Zimmer.” The assistant

at the long queue waiting at the counter and said, “Then I’ll be making purchases.” “What are you buying?” Frank picked up a pen and

up the

waiting a while, Frank asked, “Is there an issue?” “We have everything you need, but there’s one ingredient we don’t sell.” Frank laughed. “What do you mean? Don’t you sell it here?” “It’s very rare and therefore labeled as a not–for–sale item.” Frank was at once frustrated. “Are you messing with me?” The assistant frowned. “What do you mean, young man?

Frank wanted might be a Flora Hall exclusive, but

Frank’s appearance that he

to his higher–ups and write an application. In contrast, chasing Frank away was much more