Silas turned around and pushed the door open.

“Ms. Fish, at my age, making a living isn’t easy. It’s been difficult earning money, working day and night in the medical lab, and only now could I afford an antique 1 like. Please, when you have the time, I’ll send someone to take it back. I wouldn’t want to trouble you to keep it safe,” Silas said. After this, he left.

Flying Fish’s smile froze on her face.

Silas, that old fox, has recognized me from the start. It’s true what people say, experience does make the difference. He is waiting for me the whole time.

How could a dean of a top medical lab like him have the nerve to play the victim? Flying Fish thought.

Flying Fish was worried. “How am I supposed to get back that antique when I have already given it to my employer?

If it weren’t for Boss knowing Silas, I would’ve made a run for it. Now that my hideout is exposed, what’s the point of running! Flying Fish thought.

Silas reached the ground floor.

The driver stood respectfully to the side, holding the car door open. Just as Silas was about to step inside, he noticed someone approaching from afar.

H

Silas handed the black suitcase to the driver, then strode toward the distant figure.

He walked with a commanding presence. His face had a healthy rosy glow. There was not a single trace of an old man about him at sixty.

“I finally got to see you! I thought I was going to make this trip for nothing again today,” Silas said with relief.

Yvette paused, lifted her eyelids slightly, and gave a nonchalant nod in response to Silas’s words.

The two of them formed a stark contrast. One was very enthusiastic, and the other showed almost no expression.

The driver watched the scene from a distance, shocked.

‘Is this still the usually serious Mr. Walson? How could he be so attentive to a pretty girl when she seemed barely interested? The driver wondered and was beginning to question everything.

‘Even if the top officials from Mysonna come, they would treat Mr. Walson with respect, What is happening now? Who is this extraordinary girl? the driver thought.

Silas, now used to it, looked at Yvette with hopeful eyes and asked, “Do you have some time to sit down somewhere

her pocket

was glowing white in the sunlight, and

delicate.

and direct,

could barely contain his happiness. Finding Yvette even once was not easy. It had been years since the last time, and he

of thein casually

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his age, usually had a personal pastry chef at home to satisfy his sweet tooth. He definitely wouldn’t

a milkshake that cost just a few dollars, while Silas went for a coffee that cost

with enjoyment, legs crossed, looking quite

sip of the coffee, found it unbearably cheap-tasting, and set

spoke up, “You should sign up for the first-level test of

the most comfortable spot and pursed her lips, her expression was

up,

to waste

eyes were half-closed as she gazed at

not signing up. You’re good for another

he had a lump in his

it my fault for looking young? In twenty years, I would be eighty. She is a wicked capitalist, shamelessly exploiting

saying, “Come on, sweetheart, look at me. In twenty years, I’ll be

hand, giving a lazy smile.

leaned in closer, pouting, looking upset and helpless, like

started giving them curious looks, whispering

and daughter. How did the girl get so pretty and manage

she’s not looking after her parents properly and said something rude again.

their situation Let’s not gossip and

and Silas’s ears,

that gossiping is in people’s nature. These people must have wild imaginations. I

leg, looking at Silas across the table with a playful smile. Her lips

“Dad?” Yvette teasingly said..

hands shook, spilling half the coffee he had pretended to sip, and reacted

my dad,”

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