All Chapters of The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage: Chapter 951 - Chapter 960

Frank was convinced, but he still worried about Helen's safety.As such, he set the rule that she must stay put at Nash's cottage, which she agreed to eagerly.It appeared that she was pleased that she was allowed to stay.As for Luna, Gina, and Cindy, Frank had Hux Darman's people escort them back to Riverton, in case there were still Talnamese prowling in Morhen.When all of that was done, Frank finally had the time to gather his confused thoughts.The first of his concerns was what Talc had told him.Somehow, he started to see a strange, vague connection between Draconia's leaders, Talnam, his father, his mother's death, and even the massacre of Mystic Sky Sect.And judging from his father and Fenton's reactions, Frank had the feeling that the mastermind was someone even his father—the Lord of the Southern Woods himself—would never challenge.In that sense, Frank now had a feeling that his old man was scapegoated for the massacre of Mystic Sky Sect.However, what on earth w

Apologizing to his patient, Abel hurried off to receive Frank.However, as Loggins Apothecary was a mansion built in traditional Draconian architecture, there was much ground to cover from his office to the entrance.Abel was so excited that he almost fell a few times, but Jim managed to catch him each time—he would be a laughing stock if he got hurt even before seeing Frank!"Gramps, is the man really as amazing as you say?" asked Jim, a twentyish youth who looked especially soft-spoken with his glasses and actually appeared older than Frank.Still, he was not particularly interested despite his grandfather's excitement. While he respected Frank at first since someone like Abel would go so far as to call him mentor, the man he saw earlier was undoubtedly younger than himself.That in turn left Jim doubtful—was his grandfather senile, mistaking some shaman off the street for an actual healer?Naturally, Jim could not be fully blamed for being presumptuous.When it came to trad

Spreading his arms invitingly, Ferdy gloated at Frank. "Come on, tell us who you are! I'd like to see which famous university or mentor you learned from!"Frank inhaled sharply and spoke as everyone looked on. "So in your eyes, the number of patients, your salary, and your honors are what makes a good doctor?"Ferdy leveled Frank a look of disdain as if he was braindead. "What, am I wrong?""You're wrong," Frank said staunchly. "Doctors care more about saving lives and curing illness. And they do that by diagnosing them correctly, and then applying the simplest, most effective cure. You, on the other hand…" Frank grabbed the prescription list he threw in the trash can and flung it at Ferdy, snapping coldly, "You're no doctor. You're just yet another businessman! Even if the girl only needs a prescription for a cold like you said, all it takes is just basic cold medicine. But that wasn't what you prescribed—everything you listed here is the most expensive item, and I'm guessing you

"Whatever I do is none of your business." Frank snorted.He could not care less about Ferdy. Not only was he lacking as a doctor, but his only concern was also money and his own vanity—there was no virtue of a traditional Draconian healer in him at all."You have a problem with me?" Ferdy scowled, seeing that Frank remained ever pompous."Calm down, Ferdy. He's not worth it." Jim quickly tried to smooth things over just as they were about to get out of hand again.This was his family's business, and any trouble here reflected badly on them."I'd be straightening you out if not for Jim." Ferdy pointed at Frank as he snapped, his fingers almost touching Frank's face. "Do you really think you're tough? Strutting around when you don't even have a medical license?"Frank still ignored him, standing impassively with his eyes fixed on the front entrance, as if waiting."Whatever." Seeing that Frank remained unresponsive, Abel sighed and said, "I'll be waiting inside, Mr. Lawrence."

"Buzz off." Frank slapped Ferdy across the face right then and sent him flying.Jim watched as the almost six-foot Ferdy shot six meters away and crashed into his own desk, breaking it."Impossible…" Ferdy mumbled repeatedly even as he collapsed on the floor."Sir, please… save my daughter…" Brenda was still begging repeatedly."Don't worry," Frank assured her. "She'll be fine with me around."He began inserting the needles into the acupoints around Ava's belly, and then took out a golden pill which he fed into Ava's mouth.Jim somehow found the pill familiar. "Mr. Lawrence? What's that?""An Ichor Pill," Frank replied calmly without looking up.However, the name alone left Jim freezing up in shock. "What? An Ichor Pill? For real?! And you just gave it off to some little girl?""Some little girl?"Frank looked up, snorting even as he leveled a look of annoyance at Jim even as he suffered a breakdown. "It's my pill, and I can feed it to whomever I like. Or do I need your permi