The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Chapter 702

Vicky stuck her tongue out at Frank, while Helen frowned.

"Alright, just leave this whole affair to me," he said. "Both of you just follow my orders—you'll be handing the

advertising and getting all the public figures of Riverton to build hype. The more hype, the better.

"As for me”" Frank glanced at the farmland around him, sighing. "I'll be staying here for a while."

"Frank..." Helen was awash with emotion.

She was convinced she could rise as the next head of the Lane family, only to end up relying on Frank again.

It was as emotional as it was awkward—in fact, Frank's claim before that he was the reason Lane Holdings

flourished during their three-year marriage was no lie.

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Frank patted her on the head just then. "Con. You don't needif you can do everything yourself. Go on—

get to work."

"Yeah," Helen nodded.

"Playing favorites huh, Frank?" Vicky's huffed, puffing her cheeks in jealousy. "You're always on Helen's side,

never caring about me! I'm upset now!"

Frank chuckled. "Complaining when you already have the goodies? When did | ever refuse when you really need

me?"

Vicky thought about it and nodded as she smiled again. "True. Well, we're leaving now. Look, darling— it's fine if

you fail. I'm not going to blyou—ijust let Helen suffer the consequences alone."

Vexed, Helen tried to punch Vicky even as she giggled and waved nonchalantly. "You and Frank planned this just

to scare me!"

"No. Actually, I just wanted you to suffer."

"V-i-c-ky T-u-r-n-bu-I-1111"

Frank watched as they chased each other on their way out, though his smile soon turned somber.

Farm trips were wildly popular over the last few years, and most city-dwelling bigwigs were losing interest.

But what if it was a trip that extended one's lifespan and nourished their body?

Rich folks tended to hope to live longer, and none of them would rather die in pain of death.

And Frank was aiming for them as his target demographic.

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Livestock, plantations, and fisheries were outdated—Frank could work himself to death and never earn a billion

dollars in two months with those.

On the other hand, if this membership-exclusive tour schfilled its twenty-person quota every day, and with

tickets priced at two million dollars, one month was enough for them to recoup their spending.

Naturally, Frank would still need help from both Flora Hall and Trevor Zurich—he could not complete such a

grand project on his own.

Still, while he was busy planning everything, Frank's phone suddenly rang.

"Hello?" he answered, and it was Trevor by sheer coincidence.

"Mr. Lawrence? You askedto look into the Leaf family of Norsedam before, yes? Well, | found something."

Frank nodded in satisfaction. "Heh. It actually took you a week? It seems that the Leaf family are good at keeping

things under wraps."