The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Donald’s eyes narrowed in silent approval. “Let’s call the chief of South Alp Sect!”

Cindy was still sitting on the bench at Riverton Hospital, having just finished his phone call with Gina.

After Helen’s surgery was over and moved to a normal ward, she paced around the hallway when she spotted Frank returning.

She turned to run, but Frank quickly caught her wrist and dragged her into the ward.

“Argh! What are you doing?! You’re hurting me!” she snapped.

However, Frank was glowering as he demanded, “Talk. What happened at Viola Salazar’s birthday party?”

“H–How should I know?” Cindy retorted, her gaze evasive. “You can ask Helen when she wakes up.”

Frank’s eyes narrowed and strode up to grab her by the neck.

“Last chance,” he growled.

“Oof–you’re crazy… How dare you touch me…” Cindy paled in shock, never expecting Frank to cross the line!

However, even as she started to suffocate, her hands were clenching on her handbag with a vice–like grip, never relaxing for a single moment!

Frank saw that and grabbed it.

Cindy naturally resisted. “What are you doing?! It’s mine! Give it back!”

“Fuck off.” Frank shoved her away, knocking her to the floor.

He quickly rummaged through the handbag and found the twenty million dollar red diamond. necklace as expected.

He never noticed it when he treated Helen, so it was here!

He was further convinced that Helen was blamed, but Cindy was the one who stole it!

“Is this yours?” he growled.

However, Cindy was only furious that Helen’s lowlife ex–husband would shove her. Not caring. that her hair was a mess, she lunged at Frank, screaming as she clawed at him, “What is it to you anyway?! Give it back… Give it back, or I’ll kill you!”

Frank was being polite enough to deal with her in the ward, but Cindy turned out to be completely mad.

He pushed her outside, so as to not wake Helen up.

“Last chance. Spit out the truth, or you’ll suffer.”

Cindy simply glared at him as he snapped, “Who do you think you are, threatening me?!”

Frank’s ear suddenly twitched.

He heard footsteps down the hallway, and soon, two burly men in suits strode toward them.

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They glanced at the room number, and then at Frank and Cindy.

One of them asked coolly, “Helen Lane?” Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Frank shoved Cindy toward them. “Right here.”

“What?!” Cindy was left gaping, but one of the men had already grabbed her by the shoulder.

A woman in her twenties, and right outside Room 302… There was no mistaking it.

“You’re coming with us,” he growled.

“No… Wait, I’m not… I’m Helen’s cousin! You have it wrong!” Cindy quickly cried, able to tell from the men’s chiseled jawline that they were no angels!

However, her outburst only encouraged the men. “All the more reason to bring you along. Every member of your family will be coming too.”

And with those words, they started to drag Cindy down the hallway.