The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Jade urged in response, “What are you waiting for, Helen? Get going already—or do you think you can take responsibility if anything happens to my daughter?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Gina replied and quickly told Helen, “Go on—head over to Frank Lawrence’s house and tell him to hand over the drakeroot.”

Helen shrugged exasperatedly. “Mom, why would he ever give us the drakeroot for nothing?”

Gina could not care less. “Oh, he used to listen to everything you say, didn’t he? Just be nice to him, and he’d be wagging his tail as he gives it to you without hesitation.”

Seeing that Helen was still reluctant, she added, “Look, this is a matter of life and death—you have to do your best here!”

“Fine.” Helen sighed exasperatedly at her mother’s stubbornness and hailed a cab alone to go to Frank.

At Skywater Bay, Frank had refined the drakeroot and other ingredients into a pill.

it to Frida, he taught her a cultivation technique to

would it take for her to return

mostly fine now, and she will be in peak form

sighed

you for giving me a second chance, Mr. Lawrence. I can’t repay you enough, but you just need to

it’s not just me. Ms. Turnbull was the

debt to Vicky certainly went without saying. At the same time, she vowed to herself that she now owed

Frida, “You can stay here in Frank’s house to rest.

Turnbull,” Frida nodded,

was when the doorbell rang, and Frank saw Helen through the