Chapter 790

Owen Reynolds glanced at the clock on the wall, suddenly realizing the time was completely inappropriate.

His ears turned crimson in an instant, but he maintained a serious demeanor. "Can't do it tonight, how about... tomorrow night? Is that okay?"

"Sure," Roseanne nodded.

"Are you heading to the lab tomorrow?" he asked.

"Yeah, I am."

"What time are you leaving?"

"Around eight, why?"

"Let's go together. I'll bring breakfast from that café by the campus gates. Remember you said their potato pancakes and coffee were great?"

"Sounds good, Professor. Thanks!"

"Well... it's getting late. I should head back."

"Alright."

Roseanne saw him to the door.

Owen turned back, "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Was it her imagination, or did he seem oddly cheerful even as he closed the door?

Once Owen was gone, Roseanne quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Next door, Owen was in a completely different state.

After getting home, he was too excited to sleep.

Cousin? Really a cousin!

Every time he thought about it, a grin spread across his face that he couldn't suppress.

By 1 a.m., still without a hint of sleep, he gave up lying in bed and got up instead.

He fired up his laptop and continued working on his research paper.

It wasn't until 3 a.m. that he finally dozed off, only to wake again before six.

7:30, he headed out

was knocking on Roseanne's

"Good morning, Professor."

the breakfast. "Here you go,

took it.

Owen nodded.

"Let's go together then?"

"Sure."

Stoddard arrived at the lab. As he donned his lab coat, he recalled Owen's odd behavior yesterday and thought

he approached the lab area, there was Owen, already absorbed in

yourself. Health comes

laid it all out yesterday and you're still denying it?" Stoddard teased with

"I'm not denying anything."

Owen's grin that was nearly

a minute, did

Owen Reynolds: "...No."

with that goofy

all

"Huh?"

Reynolds: "Cleared it all

long

there's a meeting in the

Stoddard: "What's it about?"

explain in

9:20, everyone

under everyone's gaze, Owen Reynolds pulled

hefty stack of documents.

a few

"This is "

what's going on?

stack was full

don't tell me you whipped

our upcoming research directions and potential new projects. Let's discuss, and

of the team quickly

plans? Wow, we haven't

it, Jen,

glanced at the stack's thickness, knowing full

won't have a dull moment for the

feeling like the

gulp down some kind of energy drink

and

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