I Stopped Waiting and Started Loving novel Chapter 198

The front tables were covered with ancient medical texts, diagnostic tools, and rare ingredient samples. The side booths displayed various herbal formulas and botanical specimens.

A faint, earthy scent of herbs hung in the air, giving the room an atmosphere that was both solemn and buzzing with energy.

Bonnie's eyes sparkled with excitement.

She immediately pulled out her phone, frantically snapping photos of the presentation slides and the formulas on the display tables.

She had studied medicine under her grandfather since childhood and had a solid foundation. But this level of systematic, cutting-edge clinical data was an incredibly rare treasure for her.

She was so absorbed in her note-taking that she completely forgot about the imposing man standing right beside her.

Quentin quietly followed a step behind her.

He tilted his head, watching her cheeks flush with sheer enthusiasm. A hint of unguarded tenderness softened his gaze.

As she scribbled away, Bonnie suddenly spotted a few familiar faces in the crowd.

Dr. Zimmerman from the Davenport Pavilion was deep in conversation with several medical suppliers.

In the center of the room, Gideon Graves, the president of the National Medical Council, was basking in the attention of a crowd, looking thoroughly pleased with himself.

Bonnie's eyes grew cold at the sight of him, and she quickly looked away.

Not far off, Nathaniel Thorne was surrounded by a group of young scholars, discussing something with a serious expression.

Bonnie had no intention of going over to say hello.

She just wanted to make the most of her time and record as many ancient formulas and case studies as she could.

"Well, look who it is."

A smooth, teasing male voice suddenly rang out behind them.

"What brings Director Vance out of hiding today?"

Bonnie was in the middle of photographing a recipe when she looked up in confusion.

Sterling Lennox, the head of Davenport, was standing there in a sharp gray suit, hands shoved in his pockets, grinning at Quentin.

Bonnie froze, whipping her head around to stare at Quentin.

Did she just hear that right?

What did Dr. Lennox just call him?

Director Vance?

Quentin's brow instantly furrowed.

Sterling met his murderous glare and his heart dropped, silently cursing himself for slipping up.

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