Helen was not surprised by Paul''s refusal.


    The drakeroot was his family heirloom—he would never sell it so easily.


    However, Jade was immediately scowling. "You wretch! You should be honored that we want


    your drakeroot! You should be on your best behavior now that we need you. When I return and


    inform Mark Lane, he might help you soar to riches. But if anything happens to my daughter


    because you refused us, you and your family will be going down!"


    Her words were a barenaked threat.


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    Paul was clenching his fist in fury but had to restrain himself at the thought of the Northstream


    Lanes.


    They were a powerful family and basically owned Northstream, and Paul would not be able to


    stand against them alone.


    Fortunately, the drakeroot was no longer in his hands.


    At the same time, Helen quickly exined, "My aunt doesn''t mean anything bad, Mr. Fielden.


    He''s just worried about her daughter, whose condition can only be treated with the drakeroot.


    Please let us have it for my sister''s sake."


    Helen was certainly showing considerable respect, and Paul knew that he should not be stubborn at


    that point.


    "I understand, Ms. Lane," he said quietly. "Unfortunately, I don''t have the drakeroot."


    "What?" The three women were dumbfounded.


    They went through all that farce, but the drakeroot was never in the Fieldens'' possession?!


    Jade wheeled on Gina, right then, ring as she snapped, "You said the Fieldens had it! Were you


    messing with me?!"


    "O-Of course not! Why would I lie to you?" Gina stammered and turned to Paul. "Mr. Fielden, isn''t the


    drakeroot a family heirloom? Why don''t you have it?"


    Paul smiled. "Because I sold it."


    "Sold it? To whom?" Gina quickly pressed.


    "Frank Lawrence," Paul said, avoiding the details of what happened earlier. "I heard that he needs it


    urgently to treat a patient—go to him if you want it. I''m staying out of this."


    With that, he closed the door in the women''s faces, not bothering to even invite them in.


    "Frank? Why would he buy the drakeroot?" Helen was musing in curiosity.


    On the other hand, Jade was snapping at Gina again, "What the hell are you ying at? You''re making


    me run everywhere for the drakeroot—is your family that ipetent?!"


    Gina, however, was not worried at all.


    In fact, she smiled. "Don''t worry, Jade. I will have that brat bring us the drakeroot right away."


    "Bring it to us?" Jade snorted. "Aren''t you thinking too highly of yourself?"


    "Oh, you wouldn''t know, but Frank was Helen''s husband," Gina exined. "But he''s a lowlife,


    and Helen divorced him a while ago. He used to be such a sucker when he was with us though,


    and I promised you —one call, and he will bring the drakeroot right over."


    Gina had to brag a little since it was Jade after all.


    Jade snorted in turn. "It seems your family is really desperate, having your daughter marry


    some lowlife."


    Helen frowned, upset with Jade for insulting Frank.


    "What are you waiting for? Call him and have him bring the drakeroot to the hospital," Jade told


    Gina right then and got into the car.


    Gina breathed a long sigh of relief, while Helen told her, "You''d better speak nicely to Frank


    when you call him, or he''s not giving it to you."


    "Really? Who the hell do you think he is?" Gina scoffed.