The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu
Chapter 830

Everyone was scowling harder especially when they saw Kat—a brat looking around, curious abouteverything around her.

On the other hand, Ned did not hesitate and approached Frank right away.

"Welcome, Mr. Lawrence,” Ned greeted Frank, while adding under his breath, "My answer to yourproposal before... Please, you have to save my father.”

"Yeah." Frank flashed an assuring smile at him and clapped him on the shoulder.

Kat smiled awkwardly when she saw that, and Frank shot her a sideways glare, knowing what was onher mind.

Lothar chuckled heartily and greeted Frank as well. "So you must be the Mr. Lawrence that Ned hasbeen talking about? May I have the honor of your name?"

Frank nodded and replied neutrally, "Frank Lawrence.”

"Frank Lawrence...?" Lothar was disappointed inwardly since he had never heard of the name, but hehid it well.

After Frank entered the mansion with both men, Abel returned.

Yed had sent for him—he was keen to see if Ned's friend would actually walk his talk.

And if the brat was lying, Yed knew that Abel would be able to tell immediately.

With that, he would be able blame Ned and the brat for everything and send the family returns totake them down!

On the other hand, Abel was not plotting.

As soon as he arrived, he approached Frank, greeting him politely and asking, "Mr. Lawrence, may Iask if you were the one who refined that Yellow Shrive pill?"

"Yes." Frank nodded

"Oh..." Abel nodded but was already skeptical.

He had presumed that it was Frank's mentor or someone senior who cooked the Yellow Shrive, andhe was now dead sure that Frank was just bluffing.

"If I may be frank, wasn't the Yellow Shrive a lost recipe in traditional Draconia medicine?” he askedvaguely. "You're so young—"

"Oh, so you're doubting me, sir?" Frank turned toward him with an enigmatic smile.

"No, of course not. I'm just curious.” Abel smiled and sighed. "I can see that the pill was refinedmasterfully, and not the work of youth—"

"Nothing's impossible.” Frank waved him off impatiently. "I was asked here to treat a patient, not tobe doubted. And since none of you trust me, I shall make myself scarce.”

Nodding, he started to leave, but Ned quickly stopped him with an apologetic smile. "Please calmdown, Mr. Lawrence. They're just wary since you're very young—it's only normal.”

Lothar agreed. "Ned's right. Don't worry, Mr. Lawrence—I have no intention of doubting you. Comethis way."

On the other hand, Yed waited and as Frank and the others headed to Ciril's bedroom beforecatching Abel by the arm and asking under his breath, "What do you think about the boy, Mr.Loggins?"

"I can't say..." Abel frowned, shaking his head. "The way I see it, he's most likely not a proper healersince he didn't bring a single medical tool... There's a good chance he wasn't the one who refinedthat Yellow Shrive too.”

"So, you're saying..." Yed trailed off, delight already showing on his face.

"Yeah." Abel nodded. "He's most likely a conman. He must have gotten that pill from elsewhere andis hoping to cozy up to your brother.”