Chapter 200
“No.”
“Tsk, heartless.”
The lab.
“Professor Whitman, that’s wrong.”
It wasn’t until a student next to him spoke up that Adrian
snapped back to reality, realizing he had added 5ml of buffer
solution instead of 0.5ml.
He frowned and took off his goggles.
“Sorry, let’s redo this set. You guys do it.”
Even in front of his students, Adrian remained gentle and polite,
like a true gentleman.
The students looked at each other, unable to help but ask with
concern:
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“Professor, are you too tired? You look a little pale…”
“I didn’t sleep well last night.”
Adrian took off his gloves and pressed his temples, asking
casually, “When is Re… Eleanor’s shift?”
“Eleanor?
Didn’t she already quit? She said she told you, Professor. She
even left the group chat.”
Adrian froze.
“When did this happen?”
His voice suddenly turned a few degrees colder.
The student was startled by his tone. “Just this morning.”
Adrian didn’t say anything. He walked straight out, took his
phone from the locker, and sure enough, saw a message from
Rebecca.
[Professor Shaw, sorry for the trouble I’ve caused.]
A simple sentence, without even a decent excuse.
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So she’s not planning on coming back?
Not planning on seeing him again?
Did his exposing her last night push her too far?
Adrian’s grip on the phone gradually tightened, his knuckles
turning white.
After a long moment, a cold, predatory glint appeared in his
eyes behind his glasses.
His slender fingers tapped the screen a few times, and he
dialed a number he hadn’t called in a long time.
“Grandpa, there’s something I need your help with…”
After he finished speaking in a tone that allowed no argument,
the old man’s vigorous voice came through the phone: “Well,
wonders never cease. The great professor knows how to ask
for a favor.”
He huffed lightly after speaking, his tone cheerful,
“The Whitman group?
Why put pressure on them? I remember you never liked getting
involved in all this business…”
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“This time, it’s different.”
After Rebecca took time off, Roderick got even busier than
before. He rarely had time for regular meals.
Madeleine didn’t say anything, but she was practically glued to
her phone, constantly texting Gerry to keep an eye on him.
Gerry looked helpless.
He wanted to keep an eye on him, but when the boss got busy,
he wouldn’t even think about eating.
He took a picture of the cold dinner in his hand and sent it to
her.
[Ma’am, I’m really at my wit’s end…]
Madeleine frowned.
She left the dance studio with her phone and went straight to
the kitchen.
“Madeleine, what are you doing?”
Kirsten heard the noise and, sure enough, saw Madeleine
rummaging through the fridge.
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“Are you hungry? Let me make you something.”
“It’s not for me, Kirsten. I want to bring dinner to Roderick. He’s
not eating properly again.”
Hearing this, Kirsten’s eyes crinkled into a smile.
Who said she doesn’t love her husband?
She was head over heels for him.
She walked over and put on an apron, “You just have to ask me
for things like this. Go wait on the side, it’ll be ready in a
minute.”
To save time, Kirsten made a few Quick–prep dishes and put
together the bento box in no time.
Meanwhile, Madeleine insisted on helping and fried an egg in a
nearby pan.
Other than the raw material being an egg, the result… had
nothing to do with a fried egg.
Kirsten looked hesitant to put the egg in the bento box.
“Madeleine, uh, this… maybe we should skip it. Roderick might not like eggs.”
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“No, I remember he likes them a lot.”
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