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!"

being notoriously tight-fisted with his own expenses, skimping wherever he could, he never hesitated to splurge on

ointment development without blinking an eye - a cool million just

worry about the boss's affairs, Dr. Anderson. Just know this dinner is to

good Samaritan without seeking recognition? What are you, the

burst into applause

fiddling with her phone in the kitchen, Neil approached her. "Ms. Dawson, what are you up to?"

"Groceries?"

to be no fresh market nearby, so I'm ordering from a supermarket app

Freya explained, Neil's face fell. "Ms. Dawson,

Oddly, the

family estate... Of course,

people wanting him gone. So, anywhere Preston bunked down was fitted out with signal jammers. But, it didn't screw up the

me what you need, and

"Alright then!"

didn't hesitate and sent Neil

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

had been ages since he

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