The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu
Chapter 893

"Enough!" Glen bellowed, getting angry for once.

He certainly had enough of the stubborn foreign professor who keptyapping endlessly, unable to read the room at all. "Mr. Hampton, getProfessor Roberts out of here. Pay him accordingly and send him onhis way!"

“Yes, Mr. Turnbull." A middle-aged Turnbull family retainer strode upand leveled a cool glare at Professor Roberts. "Come along, professor.”“T-This is wrong!" Professor Roberts kept bellowing. "You can't do this,not to a healer who's only proven his kindness and loyalty! I'll sue!""Sue away." Glen remained impassive, his tone cold and even a littlecontemptible.

He clearly did not worry about Professor Roberts’ threat to sue. It wouldmake sense too, since the Turnbulls were one of the Four Families ofMorhen and had reigned for a while in Draconia's economical field.They definitely had cards to play, and some foreign professor would notbe able to win a lawsuit no matter what he did.

Such was the cruelty of reality.

After Professor Roberts was sent away, Glen finally turned towardFrank and said quietly, "Name your price."

Frank stood in the distance and met Glen's gaze calmly, shaking hishead. "I don't need money. I just want to see Vicky."

"No chance.” Glen refused without hesitation. "Give up already—youcan see how much Titus loves Vicky, and it goes without saying hissuperiority in power and position over you. To be honest, I wouldn'tmind seeing Vicky marrying a man she loves if not for beggingcircumstances, but reality is always cruel. I can admit your skill andmartial prowess, but can you beat the Lionhearts' authority andconnections no matter how good you get? From where I'm standingyou don't have an edge over Titus at all.”

Glen's tone then turned mild, "Giving up on Vicky is giving yourself anopportunity. My family will be grateful, and you'll have more money thanyou can spend this lifetime. How about ten billion dollars?"

“Ten billion dollars..." Frank lowered his head as he repeated thenumber.

Seeing that Frank was finally breathing something else, Glen pressedhim eagerly. "Yes. You'll be our friend—II mean, who wouldn't want to befriends with us? But the condition is that you give up on your unrealisticambitions. Hell, you can have fifteen billion, and I'll make sure it'stransferred to your account by tomorrow once you agree to it. From alegitimate source that no auditors would dare touch, naturally. Just takethe money and start a new life in Riverton, and you could even havesome of our businesses. You'll definitely become a king down there.""Pfft..." Frank snickered at Glen's eagerness, shaking his head. "YouTurnbulls really are one of the Four Families of Morhen. You're evenricher than I thought.”

"For sure." Glen nodded proudly. "Our business extends throughoutDraconia, and we're involved in shipbuilding, tourism, and even thegem trade. Whatever you can think of, we'd be involved."

"In other words..." Frank reared his head and leveled Glen a look ofdisdain. "Vicky is only worth fifteen billion dollars to you?"