The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Moreover, Henry had taken the pill and was fine. There was no faking that.

Lyndon then asked, “And what do you intend to do with it, Miss Lane?”

Helen smiled faintly. “I’d like to give it to you, Mr. McCoy.”

Lyndon was immediately wary–nothing came for free, and would Helen give him such a miraculous pill?

“And do you have a condition, Ms. Lane?” he asked. “Or perhaps you need a favor?”

“In reality, Lane Holdings doesn’t have that much capital available,” Helen said bluntly right then. ” Now that we’ve secured the West City project, we are in need of copious amounts of building materials. I’m hoping that you would grant us some rebate, Mr. McCoy. In turn, we will be using your building materials exclusively with the West City Project.”

“I can grant you another ten percent rebate on top of all current rebates,” Lyndon said.

“Thirty,” Helen said sternly. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“Twenty.”

“Twenty–five,” Helen said. “Mr. McCoy, this is a long–term project. In fact, you’d earn even more once the development of West City finishes.”

Lyndon frowned in thought.

At the moment, Lane Holdings had the Turnbulls‘ backing, which made them a rising star.

A long–term partnership was ideal, and there was the enticing Ichor Pill on top of that…

Gritting his teeth, Lyndon nodded. “Twenty–five it is.”

Helen smiled in acknowledgement. “In that case, the Ichor Pill is yours.”

Lyndon promptly picked it up and asked in curiosity, “How do I take this? Is there anything to be careful about?”

Gina shook her head repeatedly. “Absolutely not–you can just consume it. My father–in–law recovered in less than thirty minutes after taking it.”

Lyndon’s gaze was ablaze at her words.

His kidney failure had plagued him for years–truly, one would never cherish their good health until they lose it.

And he had certainly learned his lesson.

Beside him, Roco tried to stop him.

The pill was never checked, and it was handed to Lyndon without an ounce of solemnity. What if

something happened after he took it?

However, Lyndon could not wait at all.

He popped it into his mouth and swallowed it right then!

Rocco was left raising a brow. “Dad, aren’t you being impatient?”

Lyndon raised a hand to silence him while trying to extend his senses over his body to find any changes.

“So? How are you feeling, Mr. McCoy?” Helen asked confidently.

“Nothing,” Lyndon replied, frowning as he did not feel himself healing.

“Huh…” Gina quickly came up with an explanation. “There’s no way it would work immediately. Tomorrow, maybe?”

Lyndon thought it was reasonable, but just as he was about to get up, the world suddenly started spinning around him…

He collapsed to the floor right then and convulsed repeatedly!

“Dad! What happened?!” Rocco was stunned, but soon leapt up to grab Lyndon’s jaw in case he bit his tongue.

At the same time, he cried, “Help! Someone get a doctor!”

Helen and Gina were left gaping. They had never expected that!

“Uh… I–I’m sorry, but we’re going now,” Gina stammered, intent on fleeing.

Rocco bellowed at them right then, “Stop! Did I say you can leave?!”