All Chapters of The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage: Chapter 2341 - Chapter 2350

That was not all either, as Whitney also applied hair treatment for the tramp.Soon, the tramp's hair was smooth and glistening, and with her devastating good looks, she was the portrait of a beauty!Sally was just stepping out to eat and stunned when she saw the tramp too. "Never compare yourself to anyone, as they say! Not even showbiz has anything on you—Lugh has really picked up a diamond in the rough."Whitney smiled in wry amusement. "Quit teasing her. Even if you can't win in looks, you can work on your style."Sally snorted. "I'm not lovesick, and I'm not about to waste time on training my figure or style. These hands ain't for applying mascara!"The tramp laughed. "I guess you're a real specialist!"Sally smiled but said nothing, and everyone took their seats.As Whitney slid a piece of meat on Frank's plate, she asked under her breath, "Why aren't you surprised?"Sally turned toward Frank, thinking the same thing too. After all, Frank was not one who distanced himse

That explained why the apothecary owner had that weird look on his face when Frank asked if he had any Bright Sky Herb. He must be regretting missing out!"Then I'm counting on you!" Frank told the shop hand."You're always welcome—I mean, surely I can get a tip from this, right?" The shop hand smiled, shaking his head.And with that, he whipped out his phone to make the call. "Good morning, Mr. Quaker… I'm Zangi. Yeah, we'd spoken over the phone before—did you forget? I'm the shop hand from that apothecary!""Just cut to the chase!" Mr. Quaker snapped impatiently from the other end.Zangi remained calm, even chuckling. "Right… So you have a Bright Sky Herb, right? We just happened to have a customer who asked for it specifically. Could you perhaps make time to meet him?"Mr. Quaker appeared skeptical. "Are you messing with me?""What are you saying, sir? I may be nobody important, but I won't lie to you!'"Fine! I'm making a reservation for a table for 8 PM at Tandem Hotel.

Mr. Quaker had dark circles under his eyes and was basically dozing off, but he refused to sleep.He wanted to wait until the bank opened, so that he could deposit the money as soon as possible.As with Zangi, the money had basically dropped on his lap.It was amusing to remember that he had inadvertently found the Bright Sky Herb when he was going on a pleasure hike.His family practiced traditional medicine, and while he did not follow in his parents' footsteps, he at least recognized the Bright Sky Herb. That was why he dug it out, intent on getting a good price and living easy for a while.Who knew that although it was expensive, it was not worth its weight in gold.And since it was too expensive, there were not that many keen buyers—even if there were, they would lowball him like the apothecary owner did.On top of that, the Bright Sky Herb was high-maintenance, and he could not afford to let it dry. As such, Mr. Quaker certainly had to work hard, but while he had almost gi

Frank sighed. "Tell him he can't have it back. I've already brewed it into medicinal broth for a patient.""Already?!" Zangi was left fidgeting, uneasy.That was his only shot at clearing up this mess, and if things worked out, Mr. Quaker might really put this behind them.He just did not expect Frank to be so impatient that it was almost amusing.And Mr. Quaker was already glowering furiously, noticing the look on Zangi's face. "What, he's already used it?!" Knowing that he was not going to hide something like that from Mr. Quaker, he said, "Why don't you talk to him?"Mr. Quaker promptly took the phone and snapped coolly, "I'm not being cold here, and I understand that you need that herb to save a life. So it doesn't matter if you've used it—just pay me my money's worth."While paying extra for a low-grade herb would make him a sucker—and even hurt his reputation on top of that—Frank simply did not like to argue.Using money to make problems go away was no issue for him, so

The apothecary owner laughed in pain. "You should see the look on your face! Hell, it puzzles me that I'm that sentimental."Zangi laughed with him, though he was definitely a lot more pleased—he would do anything as long as he was not fired!Frank entered just then, putting down the fruit basket and other gifts he brought before pulling out a chair to sit. "How are you feeling?""What are you doing here, sir?" Zangi was at once surprised and delighted."I'm involved in this too," Frank said solemnly. "Why wouldn't I be here? Also, where are they? Have they shown their faces since?""They wouldn't dare. They're scared we'd extort them!"Zangi snorted, shaking his head. "But don't worry. I was the go-between, so I have a responsibility to keep you from harm."Frank smiled but said nothing—it was already good enough that Zangi had such sincerity, and he would not really let Zangi rush ahead in this fight. The kid was at worst a little greedy, but he was kind at heart.And witho