Chapter 97

They were both delighted to see a familiar face after so many years, and Gina quickly asked, “What are you doing here?”

“Oh, Mr. Yates just caught a cold and was admitted.” Greg smiled. “I came to visit him.”

“Mr. Yates?” Gina asked in curiosity.

“Riverton commerce guild’s chief, Timmy Yates,” Greg replied.

Gina was surprised. “You know him? What’s the connection there?”

“Partners, I guess,” Greg chuckled. “I started a pharmaceutical company two years ago and made bank, and I’ve just recently started talks with Mr. Yates in hopes of a partnership. It’s only natural that I visit since he’s sick.”

“Oh!” Gina exclaimed. “You’ve done well for yourself, partnering with a bigwig in just a few years since I last saw you.”

“I was just lucky,” Greg replied humbly. “So what brings you here, Gina?‘

Gina sighed and started rambling about her troubles seeing that Greg was her old classmate. “My daughter was admitted. She had the bad luck to cross paths with Leo Grayson, and his boss Finn Chandler cut her face, leaving a scar. She’s been depressed every day, and I’m getting depressed over that too.”

Greg frowned. “What? Poor Helen…”

Gina started sobbing, her voice choking with tears as she continued, “What will she do from now on?

There’s no one managing the company, and she’s not willing to go outside. It’s over for the family if this goes on…

Something occurred to Greg just then, and he clapped Gina on the shoulder reassuringly. “Your daughter’s name is Helen, isn’t it?”

“Yes…” Gina sobbed.

Greg nodded emotionally. “You’ve really raised her well, Gina.”

Helen was certainly a rising star in Riverton after securing that project with the Turnbulls.

“So what? I’d rather she was the way before, even if we lose a little money,” Gina cried and leaned on Greg’s shoulder as she started to bawl.

Greg stroked his chin with one hand while holding Gina with the other. “Don’t worry, Gina. I just happened to be acquainted with Dan Zimmer. Who knows, he might be able to help.”

Gina looked up right then. “R–Really? You can contact Mr. Zimmer? Can he really help?”

“Don’t worry,” Greg said confidently. “He’s the best healer in Riverton–a small scar isn’t much. I’ll call him and ask.”

Gina’s eyes were filled with hope right then. “T–That’s wonderful!”

Greg whipped out his phone to call Dan, who soon answered. “Hello, who’s this?”

Greg said politely, “Mr. Zimmer? It’s me, Greg Marsh, from Handrock Corp.”

“Oh, Mr. Marsh. What can I do for you?” Dan asked, somewhat remembering the name.

“So my friend’s daughter has a facial scar–I wonder if you can help treat her?” Greg quickly asked.

Money is not a problem as long as you can treat her.”

Dan did a double take–another woman with a facial scar?

Frank had just left, too!

“What’s her name?” Dan asked in curiosity.