The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Rocco rushed up to Helen and grabbed her by the collar. “What did you feed my father?!”

“T–The Ichor Pill!” Helen cried in confusion.

“Shut up!” Rocco bellowed in rage. “Then how do you explain what happened to my dad?”

Helen was left biting her lip–she had no idea what had happened either!

Just then, Gina went up and said, “Please, Mr. McCoy. There may be a misunderstanding here. It probably isn’t the pill!”

Luckily for them, Rocco was still somewhat rational.

“If anything happens to my dad,” he growled coolly, “neither of you are leaving this place alive.”

With that, he had the family bodyguards keep them locked in a guest room, while the servants. promptly called for Dan Zimmer from Flora Hall

Helen was left pacing around in the room, while Gina sat on the bed, clutching her head as she grumbled, “Oh, it’s game over… this is really bad. Shouldn’t the Ichor Pill have helped Lyndon McCoy? Could it really have been the issue here?”

Pausing for a moment, Gina then urged Helen, saying, “Helen, You have to call Mr. Wesley. Ask him to talk to the McCoys. Otherwise, how long do you think they would keep us here?”

Helen pursed her lips, but given the situation, they had to call Sean.

She promptly did so, and the instant Sean answered, he was gloating. “Hey, Helen. Why are you calling me? Suddenly missing me?”

Helen asked bluntly, “Is the Ichor Pill you gave me real?”

Sean was left dumbstruck right then. “What are you talking about? Did that bastard Frank say something again?”

Helen shook her head. “No. I just gave the other Ichor Pill to Lyndon, but after he took it, he collapsed like he had a stroke!”

“What?!” Sean exclaimed in shock.

He realized then that he was dumb to put another pill into the box!

It was just some vitamin supplement, and he had actually consulted a doctor before use.

Henry could supposedly take it without issue given his condition, but that was not the case for others…

Still, Sean argued, “I–I was giving it to your grandfather! How could you just give it away to someone else?”

Helen was aggrieved too. “I–I just wanted to help Lyndon McCoy too… I didn’t know it wouldn’t work,

let alone worsen his condition!”

“The pill definitely isn’t the issue,” Sean sald right then. “It’s the McCoys‘ problem, not ours.”

At this point, he would rather die than admit that the pills were fake.

“Could you come to the McCoy’s residence and talk to them for me?” Helen asked just then.

“Oh… But I–I’m having a meeting right now,” Sean said, feeling really awkward just then.

He was definitely not helping Lyndon even if he went. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

How would he explain himself at that point?

He was no fool–if he went himself and the McCoys interrogated him, he would be exposed!

Still, he stammered, “D–Don’t worry. You just try to calm them down, and I’ll send my people over to

resolve the situation.”

Once he hung up, Gina promptly asked from the other end, “What did Mr. Wesley say?”

“He’ll send someone over,” Helen replied flatly.

“Good, good… We’ll definitely be fine if it’s him.” Gina breathed a sigh of relief.

Helen, however, was leaning against the wall, her head lowered thoughtfully.

She was confused as to why Gerald and her grandfather were fine after taking the pill, whereas Lyndon would collapse instead!

She promptly called Henry just then. “Hello, Grandfather. How are you feeling?”