Frida said earnestly, “Thank you, Mr. Lawrence. You’ve saved me again.”

“Just stay put,” Frank replied. “I’m calling Vicky—she will handle this.”

“Thank you…”

Vicky was furious after Frank called and told her what Neil did, and she drove straight to Skywater Bay.

Frida started to bow, as if out of habit. “Ms. Turnbull—”

“Stop. Stand straight.” Vicky hurried to help her to her feet. “And you have nothing to worry about—I am definitely on your side in this matter.”

Vicky was certainly determined and then some, or they would be losing their people by the dozens.

Who would serve them from now on if word of this got out?

could use

Turnbull. I knew the family wouldn’t give up on me,” Frida

“You were hurt because of me— I’m not

Frank, she asked, “Is she going to be fine? Is there a chance

meridians were maimed and her cultivation lost,” Frank replied. “She will live, but

pressed, “Is there no way to treat that? I’ll do anything to

for sure that she would

family, Frida

in turn. “Well, there is something we can

“Really? What is it?”

eyes lit

old drakeroot can restore one’s

would recover

“A hundred-year old drakeroot?”

suddenly smiled as she put her hands together. “I know where we

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