The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

-In the end, there were just too many quack doctors and swindlers.

Meeting such an extraordinary healer like Frank was a rarity, and Paul would like to get better as soon as he could.

Vicky listened to both men awkwardly for a long while and eventually said, “Mr. Fielden, about the drakeroot…”

Paul remembered with a start and quickly said, “Oh, I really would have forgotten if you didn’t remind me. Just wait a moment—I’ll get it right now.”

He hurried to his house’s basement and soon returned with the drakeroot.

Frank took a moment to verify it before nodding at Vicky.

Vicky then turned toward Paul. “So how much would you like for the drakeroot, Mr. Fielden?”

Paul smiled. “What are you saying, Ms. Turnbull? That slut would still have kept me in the dark if not for Mr. Lawrence here. Just consider it my gift.”

Vicky nodded, not shying from taking such generosity. “If you could make time, do come by Grande Pharma—

Paul nodded. “For sure.”

and Vicky made a little small talk with him before leaving,

not left for that long when a Mercedes stopped right outside

rolling her eyes

the front gates, with Helen and Gina hurrying

Paul was left dumbfounded—did

to find three women standing there and was left scratching his head in curiosity. “You

family,” Gina introduced herself enthusiastically. “I’m Gina Zonda,

added somberly, “This is Jade

completely bemused, since he had not the faintest idea

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I see. To what do I owe the pleasure?” he asked

relief—they had hope