Chapter 226

Frank was surprised. “Aren’t you going to get some rest first?”

“No, I’m not hurt anyway.” Helen shook her head and started toward the door.

Vicky glanced at her and said, “I’ll walk with you.

Frank grabbed Vicky’s wrist right then–something might happen if those two ended up alone!

Nonetheless, Vicky flashed Frank a calm smile. “Don’t worry. I’m really just walking with her.”

With that, she walked side–by–side with Helen along the hallways of Flora Hall.

Vicky was the one who spoke first. “So, Ms. Lane… I heard Frank was caught in that huge mess to save you, Helen nodded without flinching. “Yes. That’s what happened.”

“And since we’re adults, I’d like you to remember what it means to take responsibility for yourself instead of needing others to keep cleaning up after you,” Vicky said.

Helen scowled–in reality, she was the victim because Rolf was after Frank.

If anything, she was innocent.

Still, she did not back down despite Vicky’s hostile words. “You’re misunderstanding something, Ms.

Turnbull–I never asked for Frank’s help.”

Vicky giggled. “I know Frank still harbors feelings for you, but it’s over between you and him. now–

Frank is mine.”

The last part was laced with provocation, and Helen was immediately balling her knuckles in frustration.

“How much money did you give him?” she asked.

“What?” Vicky was caught by surprise.

“I’ll repay every cent Frank took from you,” Helen said solemnly.

“Hahaha!!!”

Vicky was roaring with laughter, shaking her head endlessly as she leveled a gleeful look of contempt at Helen. “Oh, Ms. Lane… You have the looks, but your head’s really empty. Do you even know why you divorced Frank? It’s none other than your overconfidence and vanity, and because you always believe what you want.”

Helen frowned, utterly confused. “What are you talking about?”

Vicky waved her off dismissively, instead saying, “You’re going to pay me back, yes? Frank owes me two hundred million. Pay up, then I will cut my ties with him.”

Vicky was convinced Helen would not talk to Frank about it. If anything, she had every intention to demand two billion too.

Helen was left doing a double take, surprised that Vicky had spent that much on Frank.

Even so, she said, “Fine, I’ll get you the money. I just hope you’ll hold up your end of the bargain.”

Vicky nodded. “Uh–huh. My word is golden, so make it quick, or Frank and I would be married by the time you had the money.”

“Hmph,” Helen snorted.

She knew that it was a deliberate provocation, but said nothing as she turned to leave Flora Hall.

As Vicky returned to Frank’s ward, he asked in curiosity, “Did Helen leave?”

“Uh–huh.”

“You seem pleased.”

“Do I?” Vicky shrugged. “Maybe. I was looking for you because I have good news anyway.”

“Good news?” Frank asked.

Vicky took out a velvet box from her handbag just then and slowly opened it to reveal at Rejuvenation Pill that was fresh from the factory.

“The first batch is a success, and the medicinal effect is sublime,” she announced. “We can put it on mass production soon.”

Frank picked one up and studied it carefully before nodding. “The effect is weaker since it’s manufactured, but it reaches expected standards. When do you plan to market it?”