The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 28

Chapter 28 

Robin could skin Frank at the thought of being confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life! 

Beside him, Leo bellowed, “Who did this to my son?!” 

Blondie shivered even as he answered, “I–It’s a man named Frank Lawrence.” 

“Who the hell is he?!” 

“He’s a nob*dy. Just the ex–husband of Lane Holdings‘ owner.” 

“Ex–husband…?” Leo was actually taken aback. 

Not daring to hide anything, Blondie promptly told Leo everything that happened earlier that day, including Robin taking an interest in Helen and wanting her for the night. 

Leo punched the wall in response, leaving a hole. 

“She’s lucky that my son likes her,” he growled before turning to glare sharply at Blondie. “What do I pay you for? Shouldn’t you protect Robin with your life?” 

“I… uh…” Blondie was left stammering. 

Leo barked, “Feed him to the fishes.” 

Two burly men promptly seized Blondie and dragged him outside, even as he screamed hysterically, ” Please, Mr. Grayson! Frank Lawrence is just too powerful. We couldn’t beat him…” 

Even as Blondie’s voice faded into the distance, there was no mercy to be found from Leo’s impassive face! 

Just then, one of his men arrived with a phone. “Sir, Helen from Lane Holdings called. She wants to talk to you.” 

“You’re Helen Lane?” Leo barked as he took the phone. 

“I’m really sorry for what happened today, Mr. Grayson,” Helen said politely from the other end. “I didn’t expect things to get out of hand. My family is willing to pay you as much as you want in compensation, but please spare Frank’s life…” 

“Spare him?” Leo laughed icily. “Who do you take me for?! He’s dying either way–and you! You’d better come to Skymex Club personally before daybreak, or I’m massacring your family. This is non- negotiable!” 

Helen tried to reason further, but Leo had already hung up. 

Knowing that she could not refuse this, she certainly felt the chill down her spine as she dropped limply to the floor. 

Frank was going to die… 

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Beside her, Gina snorted. “What do you care about Frank Lawrence? He’s dead anyway.” 

“He saved me, Mom,” Helen snapped coldly. “Would you rather me be an ingrate?” 

She had already given up on everything since her father died just to rebuild the family business–was she supposed to give up on her humanity now too?! 

Even so, Gina rolled her eyes. “We’ve been endlessly gracious after he’s been freeloading off us for three years–saving you is just paying that debt. And now, there’s nothing connecting either of you. If you want to save him, why not have Ms. Turnbull do it?” 

Helen did a double take, but Gina was right. 

Frank might only be Vicky’s gigolo, but he belonged to her, so she would not just watch as Frank got hurt! 

She promptly picked up her phone to call Vicky, leaving Gina perplexed. “Who are you calling now?” “Vicky.” 

Gina was speechless. “She’s crazy if she’s going to save Frank. That’s an insult to Leo Grayson!” 

Nonetheless, Vicky answered Helen’s call just then. 

“It’s quite late, Ms. Lane,” she said. “What’s the matter?” 

“Ms. Turnbull, please, you have to save Frank!”