Chapter 344 How Well Did You Sleep In the secluded chamber, a man sat at the head of the table. He wore a white shirt, its crisp collar neatly encircling his pronounced Adam's apple, subtly highlighted by the placement of the buttons. His cool, detached demeanor was softened by a strict, almost ascetic discipline. His good looks were flawless and untouched.

As Nicole entered, the distance in his demeanor disappeared without a hint.

A warm smile brightened his perfect face.

"Nicole," he greeted, taking the coat she had just removed and hanging it with care.

"Have you been waiting long?" Nicole asked.

"Not in the slightest. I just got here myself," Roscoe replied.

Once they had taken their seats, Roscoe gestured for the meal to start.

The food was served promptly, and they started chatting lightly over the I meal.

Nicole, having a particular liking for deep-sea fish, took an extra two pieces, drawn not by the taste but by their soft, tender texture.

Roscoe, noticing this, switched her plate for one with stomach-friendly vegetables, gently reprimanding, “Nicole, you shouldn't be picky on foods. Eat these first, then you can have another piece of fish." Since Nicole's surgery, Roscoe had

been encouraging her to eat various nutritional foods. He knew that denying her the foods she liked would I only lessen both her mood and her appetite.

Nicole dutifully ate the vegetables, despite their lack of flavor, finishing every bite.

Roscoe smiled and suggested, "Nicole, perhaps you should consider placing your company under the auspices of my uncle's firm. It operates in a sector of Ardlens that often goes unnoticed." Nicole shook her head. "Roscoe, let's not talk about this anymore," she insisted.

Nicole was firm in her decision to not involve Roscoe further. His assistance up to this point was more than enough. She felt it would be unfair to

impose on him any further.

Roscoe rarely challenged Nicole's choices. At her rejection, a shadow of I disappointment briefly crossed his face. "All right, but for the specific tasks at hand, I'l arrange for my uncle's reliable aide to help you." "Roscoe, I really don't need..." Nicole started to protest.

reaching across the table to hold her hand, his eyes

motionless, her gaze lowered. Roscoe's hand was as perfect and appealing as his entire being. Her own hands and feet, always cold,

to entangle Roscoe in the complexities and unpleasantness of her problems. = Nicole firmly pulled

unsaid. Tears gathered in her eyes as she expressed her deep appreciation, “I'm so grateful to you." Roscoe's response was almost imperceptible. "Nicole, Austin is doing well, better than you think, and he's stronger than you know. Once we find a good match, he'll definitely get better. Just focus on your goals." Nicole lowered her head, her hands covering

that Roscoe had kept Austin from seeing the flaws in her.

Austin, Nicole was overwhelmed by a profound depression.

The hope she had once felt for her son had turned into bitterness. She questioned why he

become so lost?"

on Nicole's shoulders, soothing her with gentle strokes. He waited patiently until her

done nothing

yourself. I'm sure Austin wouldn't blame you either," he assured her, his gaze filled

done

He then hugged her gently, with a touch so delicate it seemed he feared she

they had finished eating, Roscoe settled Nicole into the passenger seat before taking the wheel

vehicle halted outside

here?" Nicole

be a few days before it's

Austin caused Nicole's

you like to go upstairs and check on him? Austin is probably asleep by now." Meanwhile, Alec was stationed

black luxury car glided to

Alec to swiftly

descended, revealing Jarrod's pale,

the hospital, Jarrod developed a fever soaring

hospital stay of five days to achieve

still not fully

he clung to his cigarettes, smoking

Nicole's actions since she

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