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

one hand in her pocket and an intimidating aura, lowered her

under the baseball cap was glowing white in the sunlight, and

delicate.

concise and

Yvette even once was not easy. It had

of thein casually chose a dessert

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pastry chef at home to satisfy his sweet tooth.

just a few dollars, while Silas went for a coffee

sipping her milkshake with enjoyment, legs crossed, looking

a sip of the coffee, found it unbearably cheap-tasting,

spoke up, “You should sign up for the

She positioned herself in the most comfortable spot and pursed her lips, her expression was bland.

signing up, Yvette

You have no idea how many times the President has urged me, saying not to waste your talent. Once you pass the first-level test, the

eyes were half-closed as she gazed at

good for another 20

like he had a lump in

would be eighty. She is a wicked capitalist, shamelessly exploiting me

on, sweetheart, look at me. In twenty years, I’ll be eighty. How could you bear to keep me cooped up in the lab

her hand, giving a lazy smile. She took a sip of her

looking upset and helpless,

giving them curious

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

after her parents properly and said something rude again. Her dad looks so sad and pitiful. I can’t even watch,

has its struggles, and we don’t know their situation Let’s not gossip and just move on,”

and Silas’s ears, making Silas feel

nature. These people must have wild imaginations. I

the table with a

“Dad?” Yvette teasingly said..

he had pretended to sip, and

dad,”

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