The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 229 Am I Getting Old?

Chapter 229 Am I Getting Old?

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Lucas had spent the entire class mentally preparing what to say to Sloane, hoping to explain everything after. But when class ended, Sloane acted like nothing had happened.

“Lucas, I’ve made up my mind. Can you help set up a meeting with your friend? Let’s figure out a good time to talk,” Sloane said as she walked beside him, not showing even the slightest trace of anger.

“Oh… okay.” Everything Lucas had rehearsed got stuck in his throat. He should’ve been happy, but the more he thought about it, the more he realized, if Sloane wasn’t even bothered by the whole Whitney thing, it meant she didn’t care. She hadn’t even considered him in a romantic light.

She’d called him “Coach” in the car, dragging the word out playfully. But maybe, in her eyes, he was no different from any other teacher who helped her with her studies.

Lucas had thought about telling Sloane directly how he felt, but every time he looked into those clear, unguarded eyes of hers, he just couldn’t get the words out.

Andrew walked in quietly and swapped out the now–cold coffee. He glanced at Lucas sitting motionless in his chair.

Lucas hadn’t moved for over an hour.

“Andrew, do you think I’m getting old?” Lucas asked out of nowhere.

“Huh?” Andrew nearly dropped the coffee in shock at the unexpected question.

He looked at Lucas, half–confused, half–incredulous. “Sir, you’re twenty–five. You’re in your prime, successful, at the top of your game. How could you be old?”

Lucas pressed his lips together, dissatisfied. That wasn’t what he meant. He wasn’t asking about his age, he was wondering if the six–year age gap between him and Sloane made her think he was old.

He waved Andrew off, who left the room still in a daze.

“Is the boss starting to worry about his age?” Andrew mumbled to himself outside the door.

Next week, Sloane was set to compete in the regional round of the 9th International League. The event was jointly hosted and designed by the Zero Day Vanguard Team from Makova University and Blackhawk from Stonebridge University. The winning team would earn a direct spot in the 9th National League.

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that, Lucas had arranged a meeting between Sloane and

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Sloane–the one I told you about,” Lucas said formally, introducing

that can bring people back from the brink, to be this young. Remarkable,” Conor said with a

much at such a young age–that’s what’s truly admirable. I’m honored

Rivers, you’re far too modest. I’ve heard plenty about your medical skills and research. That muscle restoration pill you

for muscular and skeletal injuries. If we can mass–produce it and integrate it into military medicine, I believe it would greatly

together. I’ve heard you have a unique cultivation method, if we can apply that on a wider scale,

replying, “The cultivation requires specific conditions and environment. I can provide technical guidance, but we’ll need time and experimentation to optimize the process. Also, mass production of the pills will require a solid manufacturing line and quality control system. These need to be planned

that is a problem. Let’s set up a special task team–you’ll lead on the technical side, and we’ll handle logistics and resource coordination. As

equal seriousness, “Then the sooner, the better. The faster we launch this project, the sooner

you soon to finalize the partnership. I look forward to what our collaboration can bring

healthcare.”

the side, proud but also

calmly and eloquently discuss terms with Conor, he

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same time, a faint pang of disappointment tugged at

on the shoulder. “Lucas, this wouldn’t have happened without your introduction. I had no idea someone like Ms. Rivers was right under our

snapped out of his thoughts and smiled lightly. “You flatter me, Commander. Sloane really is a rare talent. It’s an honor for all of us to support the country and the military in way we

peace, prosperity, and the enduring strength of

chatted a while longer before Conor had to

thank you,” Sloane said, turning to him with

this collaboration with Conor to give her

need to thank me. Just… next time you give me acupuncture, could you go easy on

any

soft laugh, then straightened her expression. “No can do. Treatment has to be precise and effective. Mr. Hawthorne, you