Freya stepped forward and snatched the apple right out of Neil's hand.

Totally taken aback, Neil just gawked at her.

"Ease up on the fruits, we've got a feast coming up tonight!" Freya announced.

"A feast?" Neil was puzzled.

With Preston and Hans, the two reigning frugality kings, around, where on earth would a feast come from?

He had been staying with the Tyler family for days and hadn't seen a proper meal yet!

Neil almost blurted out his thoughts but decided to ask Hans instead, "What feast? Where's this feast coming from?"

"Ms. Dawson mentioned she's preparing a big dinner to thank Dr. Anderson."

"Thank me? For what?"

"For your ointment."

Hearing what Hans had to say, Neil was even more confused. "But shouldn't you be thanking Preston, not me? He's the one who shelled out the cash!"

bill. Despite Preston being notoriously tight-fisted with his own expenses, skimping wherever he could, he never hesitated to splurge on matters important

without blinking an eye - a cool million just like that. The research lab was over the

the boss's affairs, Dr. Anderson. Just know this dinner

recognition? What are you, the

almost burst into applause

kitchen, Neil approached her. "Ms. Dawson, what are you up to?"

"Groceries?"

market nearby, so I'm ordering from a supermarket app

face fell. "Ms. Dawson, do you even

Oddly, the GPS isn't

Tyler family estate... Of course, it

of enemies on his case, tons of people wanting him gone. So, anywhere Preston bunked down was fitted

you need, and I'll go get it? It's

"Alright then!"

sent Neil the

sure what you liked, Dr. Anderson. I hope it's enough, but I can always

list, Neil's eyes lit up. It had been ages since

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