The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 1129

Clarity then slid a note to Frank, and the little piece of paper carried her distinct perfume too.

"Here's the address," she said. "Go there and see for yourself, though it depends on your ability whether you find what you need."

"Why are you helping me?" Frank asked, glaring coldly and skeptical that she had really taken a liking to him.

"Oh, why won't you believe me? I've been in love with you for the longest time," Clarity giggled bewitchingly. "Naturally, I might have favors to ask in the future… So you can consider this my investment, Mr. Lawrence. Think of it as just owing me one."

Frank stayed silent for a while before asking flatly in return, "Are you so sure I'll return the favor?"

"Hehe. You're a man of your word, handsome. I know that better than anyone."

"Hmm. In that case…"

Frank picked up the glass of wine and chugged it. "I'll owe you a favor and return it some other day!"

Clarity watched as he turned to leave, giggling. "Hehe… What a nice man. Be careful, Vicky Turnbull… I can barely stop myself now."

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As Frank left Waver Street, Jet and the other Turnbull blackguards rendezvoused with him.

"Do you know where Ms. Turnbull is, Mr. Lawrence?" Jet asked.

"Yeah." Frank nodded and passed Jet the note.

"What's this?" Jet recognized that the address was not far from where they were.

Even if they thought that Frank's reasoning made sense, they simply did not like some nobody telling them what to do.

In the end, they cared more about the who than the what, since most Turnbulls thought the worst of Frank. Most who were still in the dark even consider him the culprit for the current strained relationship between the Turnbulls and the Lionhearts.

After all, Vicky would have married into the Lionheart family if not for him, and all would have been well.

There certainly would not be any trouble, let alone Walter being taken away by the Martial Alliance.

Naturally, they were all unhappy with Frank, though the man was not concerned at all.

Frowning, he snapped at them coolly, "You were sent here, so you should be doing the Turnbulls' bidding as told. I don't care what prejudice you hold against me, but my plan is the best in this situation. So unless you have a better plan, shut up and do as you're told!"