The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu
Chapter 397

Frank was just feeling a dilemma when his phone rang.

Feeling the thrill of salvation, he promptly answered the call.

It was Yara Quill.

"Mr. Lawrence? Where are you right now?" she asked.

"Home. What's up?" Frank asked.

"Actually, Mrs. Turnbull asked me to contact you," Yara replied. "She wants to talk about GrandePharma.”

Frank narrowed his eyes, noting immediately that Susan Redford wanted to bypass Vicky, as shetold Yara to directly contact him.

"Where's Vicky right now?" He asked.

"I don't know," Yara replied awkwardly. "She left the villa early this morning and never returned.They want to talk to you since you're Grande Pharma's majority shareholder..."

"Iisee”

Frank took a deep breath and said, "I'll be right there," even though he had no idea what Vicky wasup to.

Hanging up, he turned to tell Helen, "Sorry. I need to leave for a little something.”

"Does it have something to do with Vicky?" Helen asked, more or less jealous when Frankmentioned Vicky's name.

Frank shook his head. "No—it's her mother who asked to see me. I don't know what it is about, butit sounds urgent.”

"Oh, okay." Helen pursed her lips, though she could not help being surprised even as she wonderedwhat Vicky's mother thought of Frank.

Yara was waiting at the front door of Turnbull Villa when Frank arrived in his car.

Hurrying to him as soon as she saw him, she said, "Mr. Lawrence, you've finally arrived..."

"How bad is it? Are there any details?" Frank asked, keen to replace out anything before going inside.Yara shook her head. "I don't know anything, but Vicky's parents and Neil Turnbull are here with thisblack-clad man."

Frank frowned—he thought it would be a meeting among the Turnbulls, but having someone elsechanged things.

"I'll go take a look,” Frank said and headed inside Turnbull Villa.

He entered the drawing room to replace Walter Turnbull, Susan Redford, Neil Turnbull, Cliff Dixon, andother bodyguards.

Seated on the main chair was a middle-aged man with a commanding presence.

"Oh, Mr. Lawrence!" Walter hurried to Frank's side when he saw him, delighted.

"Mr. Turnbull, why was I asked to come so urgently?" Frank asked in curiosity, sitting down besideWalter.

Water was left scratching his head awkwardly, and it was Susan who answered, "I heard you weregiven 40% of Grande Pharma shares. Is that true?”

Frank nodded right then. "That's right.”

Susan inhaled deeply. "That's why we called you here—to hand over those shares. Naturally, we willpay you for it."

Frank did a double take.

So they were just after his shares!

Still, he smiled. "Well, I'm sorry, Mrs. Turnbull, but I can't give you those shares.”

"Frank Lawrence! Do you think you're one of us?!" Neil slammed his hand on the table as hebellowed. "Vicky's the one who did all the work in founding the company! And you get 40% sharesjust because you had a recipe?!"