The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu
Chapter 455

Jade urged in response, "What are you waiting for, Helen? Get going already—or do you think youcan 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 houseand 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 haveto do your best here!"

"Fine." Helen sighed exasperatedly at her mother's stubbornness and hailed a cab alone to go toFrank.

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

After feeding it to Frida, he taught her a cultivation technique to help stabilize her condition.

"How long would it take for her to return to peak form?" Vicky asked in curiosity.

"Around a month," Frank replied calmly. "Her meridians are mostly fine now, and she will be in peakform after taking her time to heal.”

"Wonderful." Vicky sighed in relief.

Frida was kowtowing to Frank in turn. "Thank you for giving me a second chance, Mr. Lawrence. Ican't repay you enough, but you just need to ask if there's anything you need. I'll definitely helpeven if it's the last thing I do.”

Frank helped her to her feet. "You shouldn't move around. Just stay calm and recuperate—yourmeridians are fine, but you've not fully recovered. Also, it's not just me. Ms. Turnbull was the onewho obtained the drakeroot for you. Without it, even my medicinal skills would only help thatmuch."

Frida nodded—her debt to Vicky certainly went without saying. At the same time, she vowed toherself that she now owed her allegiance to Vicky, and not the Turnbulls!

Vicky then told Frida, "You can stay here in Frank's house to rest. You can report to me when you'vefully recovered.”

"Yes, Ms. Turnbull," Frida nodded, utterly compliant.

That was when the doorbell rang, and Frank saw Helen through the video intercom.

While he hesitated, Vicky came over and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's Helen Lane," Frank admitted.

Vicky giggled as she studied him in turn. "So why aren't you answering? Feeling awkward becauseI'm around? Should I leave?"

"Oh, just stop being sarcastic.” Frank scoffed and answered the intercom. "Yeah, what is it?"

Helen stared into the camera as she said, "Frank... I need a favor. Can we talk face to face?"

"A favor?” Frank did a double take—he definitely did not expect that!