- Novel-Eng
- Romance
- CEO & Rich
- Billionaire
- Marriage & Family
- Love
- Sweet Love
- Revenge
- Werewolf
- Family
- Marriage
- Drama
- Alpha
- Action
- Adult
- Adventure
- Comedy
- Drama
- Ecchi
- Fantasy
- Gender Bender
- Harem
- Historical
- Horror
- Josei
- Game
- Martial Arts
- Mature
- Mecha
- Mystery
- Psychological
- Romance
- School Life
- Sci-fi
- Seinen
- Shoujo
- Shounen Ai
- Shounen
- Slice of Life
- Smut
- Sports
- Supernatural
- Tragedy
- Wuxia
- Xianxia
- Xuanhuan
- Yaoi
- Military
- Two-dimensional
- Urban Life
- Yuri
Chapter 170
Sunce Alfred‘s treatment had come to an end, all that was required next was to prescribe him medicau
on regularly and remind him to take the pills on ume.
As such, there was no need for Roxanne to bicad over to the Qucon residence now and then. And non that she had plenty of unc, she spent almost the whole day at the research insti
tute, either handling miscellaneous work or heading to the rescarch facility and joining the other researc
hers in the research.
As Colby had been working as her assistant while she was overseas previously, he continued helping h
er. Needless to say, the two had a great rapport.
That particular day, the two walked out of the
research facility earlier than usual as they had finally achieved a breakthrough in their research.
Colby suggested, “Since we‘ve been so busy for the past few days, why don‘t we have a meal together
to celebrate?”
Roxanne glanced at the time and apologized, “Let‘s do it another day. I still have to pick my kids
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtup.”
It did not seem proper for Colby to insist since Roxanne had given that reason. And so, the two left the
research institute and went in separate ways.
Upon getung into the car, Roxanne‘s phone rang again. This time, it was a call from Larry.
“What is it, Larry?”
Lary‘s gentle voice rang out from the other end of the line. “Do you have time later? We haven‘t had tim
e to meet up after coming back here. I wonder if I have the honor of having you join me
for a meal, Dr. Jarvis?”
Just as Roxanne wanted to use the same excuse she had given Colby earlier, Larry interrupted, “I‘ve b
ooked a restaurant and am only waiting for you to come over.”
Hearing that, she swallowed her words back.
It was true that
she was in a rush to pick up the three children, but since Larry was so adamant about having a meal wi
th her, she reckoned it would be inappropriate if she refused any further.
Besides, Larry had offered her a lot of help when she was abroad. No matter what, it did not seem right
for her to leave the man all by himself.
“All right. Where are you? I‘ll head over now.” Eventually, she accepted his invitation.
At once, Larry gave her the restaurant‘s name and location, almost as though he knew her answer befo
rehand.
Roxanne promptly agreed.
After concluding the call, she made another call to Catalina, asking the latter to help pick the
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children up trom the kindergarten. With that, she changed her route and headed toward the address La
rry provided her.
By the ume she arrived, Larry had already waited for her for quite some time.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt the sight of Roxanne, he waved and beckoned her over. Hurrying over and siling
down in the seat opposite his, she said apologetically, “Sorry for the wait.”
Larry smiled. “No worries. Did I disturb you while you were at work earlier?”
Back when they were overseas, Roxanne would often forget about the time because of work. At times, s
Roxanne giggled while shaking her head. “No. I just happened to have ended work earlier today.”
Having said that, she beckoned the waiter and turned to Larry. “Let me treat you
to a meal today since I‘m late. Besides, I returned earlier than you, so we‘ll treat this as a welcoming fea
Larry readily agreed, “Well then, don‘t mind if I do.”
Afier ordering some food, the two began chating about work and gradually became engrossed in the con
Al that moment, the restaurant manager marched in, leading a group of people behind him.
Surrounded by men, Lucian had to uli his head every so often to listen to them talk.
As he happened to turn in a direction, he spotted a familiar silhouelle siling at a table by the window.
His face instantly darkened when he took a second look at the two figures chauing happily.
“Mr. Farwell?” Baffled, someone in the group called him afier noucing that he suddenly stopped in his tra
Lucian‘s brows scrunched up as he slowly withdrew his gaze and followed the crowd into a private room