Roxanne smiled. “Thank you.” Lucian lowered his eyes to meet her gaze. “Just don’t forget what you promised me.”
When their eyes met, Roxanne could sense the sincerity and affection in his gaze. Immediately, she blushed and nodded with a smile.
Right then, Catalina had served dinner and called them to have their meal. The two ended their conversation and led the children to the dining table. Alas, the thought of the medicines made. Roxanne lose her appetite.
Noting that, Lucian frowned and put down his fork halfway through his meal. Everyone cast him a confused look. They watched him roll up his sleeves and enter the kitchen, leaving everyone bewildered. Roxanne got up and said, “I’ll go take a look.”
She entered the kitchen, only to find Lucian busy cooking at the stove. A guess surfaced in her mind. Still, she asked softly, “What are you doing?” Lucian stopped what he was doing when he heard her voice and looked over. “Why are you here?”
“You left halfway through the meal, so I got worried,” answered Roxanne while making his way to him. She was curious about what he was going to do. Lucian joked, “What are you worried about? That I’ll burn down the kitchen?”
Roxanne was stunned, but she laughed out loud in the next second. Lucian felt much more relieved seeing that He kissed her lips before explaining, “I noticed your didn’t have much of an appetite, so I’m making you some salad. Salads are appetizing.”
When he finished explaining what he was doing, he turned around and carried on with his work. “By the way, my cooking skills aren’t that great. I’m sure you know about it. I’ll make sure to put less vinegar in it this time.”
The thought of the dish he made in the past made Roxanne smile brighter. They prepared the dish together while chatting softly. It was a heartwarming sight.
Not long after, Lucian brought the salad out. The three children, who had finished their meal, tactfully left the table to give the adults some privacy.
Roxanne was very kind by eating quite a large portion of the salad and even finishing the risotto. After dinner, Lucian told her to get some rest while he stayed back to take care of the kids.
Three days went by. Wearing an icy-cold expression, Jack questioned his assistant, Kevin, “Is there still no update from Roxanne?”
Sensing his displeasure, Kevin nodded apprehensively. Jack’s countenance turned a few shades darker after he took in Kevin’s response. Roxanne must’ve taken the initiative to meet up with me the other day because the medicinal herbs at the research institute are depleting. They should’ve used up their stock by now after these few days. How can she remain so calm and not establish contact with me?
He sought confirmation from Kevin. “How’s the situation at their research institute now?” “The factory has ceased operation and requested considerable compensation from them. The production for the new medicine has been entirely halted.”
“How long has it been?” Kevin thought momentarily before answering. “It’s been three days.”
Three days. Jack sat behind his desk while tapping the tabletop with his fingers. A pensive look spread across his face. Did Roxanne tell me the truth?
Have they found another medicinal herb supplier to collaborate with? He called to mind all the reputable medicinal herb suppliers. Still, he couldn’t think of any supplier whose medicinal herbs’ quality was comparable to Damaris Group’s. “Do you think they’ve found a medicinal herb supplier capable of replacing Damaris Group?” Jack shifted his gaze to Kevin.
The latter shook his head without hesitation. “That’s not possible unless they extend their search overseas. To the best of my knowledge, there isn’t a local company with a quality of medicinal herbs comparable to Damaris Group’s.”
His reply coincided with Jack’s thoughts. “In that case, how can they be so confident as not to initiate a follow-up discussion with us?” Or did Roxanne successfully secure a medicinal herb supplier from abroad with the Farwell family’s help? But that’s not possible either.
Over a hundred medicinal herbs are required to manufacture this new medicine. Even if they managed to find a new supplier, there must be a few types of medicinal herbs that are exclusively owned by Damaris Group. Damaris Group is Roxanne’s only viable partner!
With that thought in his mind, Jack gradually relaxed his tense expression and curled his lips into a confident smile. Inside a dilapidated residential area in Hawen, Aubree carefully removed the bandages on her face. Placed before her was a mirror. She shut her eyes and was reluctant to open them for a long while.
Although that man had informed her before leaving the country that he would help her alter her appearance, she didn’t expect that to happen so soon. She was taken away by someone to undergo plastic surgery almost immediately after her plane landed.
She would have to face a countenance entirely different from her previous look when she opened her eyes. I have to endure all of these because of that b*tch, Roxanne! Aubree gnashed her teeth as intense hatred. overwhelmed her..
It was only after an indeterminate time that she gradually opened her eyes. Aubree felt disgusted as she looked at her face in the mirror.
Her facial features now resembled those of a typical internet influencer she despised the most in the past. She wasn’t ugly, but her appearance was no longer distinctive, and no one would realize she was Aubree Pearson.
Nevertheless, that was the perfect disguise for her at that instant. She touched her face while trying her best to convince herself to accept her current outward form. She could only return to Horington to take her revenge with that face.
While she was absorbed in bitterness and resentment, someone abruptly knocked on the door. “Ms. Pearson, are you in there?” A man’s voice sounded outside. However, Aubree wasn’t in the mood to entertain him.
The knocks on the door grew louder. Evidently, the person outside was getting impatient. “My boss sent me here to deliver some things to you. Hurry up and open the door!”
After hearing those words, Aubree finally got up and opened the door. With an arm outstretched, she rudely said, “Give me the things, and you can leave now.”
A lecherous-looking young man stood at the doorway, sizing her up. His eyes lit up when he saw her face and figure. Aubree narrowed her eyes and urged him in displeasure, “Are you deaf? Hurry up and give it to me!”
“Ms. Pearson, I think there are some details I need to confirm with you.” He curled his lips into a malicious smile and waved the documents in his hand at her but showed no inclination to hand her the file.
Aubree’s facial expression turned grim. “We can speak here.” Someone as lowly as he is not qualified to enter my room. That man’s eyes glinted coldly when he took in the apparent disdainful look on her face. The next second, he stepped forward and pulled the door open.
Naturally, Aubree’s strength was no match for him. She was almost dragged out of the room following the outward swing of the door. “What are you doing?” She glared at that man. He had already stridden past her and swaggered into the room.
“Ms. Pearson, I know you used to be the daughter of the Pearson family and look down on hooligans like us. However, you need to understand our statuses are almost the same now. You’ll need my help to deal with plenty of matters now that you’re living abroad.”
Right after saying that, he sat down on her bed. Aubree’s room was pitifully small. Her room had only a bed, and not even a couch was available. She became more exasperated when she saw he had the audacity to sit on her bed. “Get up!”
Unfazed, he took out some identification documents from the file and started elaborating while disregarding Aubree’s furious remark, “From now on, you’re no longer a member of the Pearson family. Your name is Christina Patel, and these are your identification documents and introduction to your background. You can go through the details when you’re free.”
Christina Patel. Aubree’s expression stiffened. She strode up to that man, snatched the identification documents from him, and browsed through the content.
Her scowl intensified when she saw the picture and name on the ID card. Roxanne! This is all that b*tch’s fault! Not only have I lost my face, but I’m also prohibited from using my name. “B*tch! I’ll never let you off!” Aubree’s hand trembled continuously as she held the identification documents.
Suddenly, she felt something on her waist. Aubree immediately snapped back to her senses and warily stepped away from the bed.
That man calmly got to his feet and approached her. “I’ve put in a lot of effort to secure these identification documents. There will be some loose ends to deal with subsequently. The money you previously paid is far from sufficient, so you’ll have to fork out another sum.”
Aubree furrowed her brows after listening to that. “Didn’t we come to an agreement in the past?” He clicked his tongue. “I didn’t expect you to commit such severe crimes in Chanaea and that the process of handling your fake identity to be so significantly complicated.”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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