Jean thought since she was being straightforward, he would not beat about the bush either. He said directly, “Transfer 20,000 dollars to me now to pay for Mom's medical bills.”“20,000 dollars?” Nina raised her eyebrows."You know how expensive the new medicine is. 20,000 dollars is cheap enough. Including the cost of the nursing expenses as well as the food expenses, we need money to pay for all of that,” Jean said without feeling an ounce of guilt for demanding such a huge amount of money. Nina had already known that her brother was hopeless. Fortunately, she had been keeping her eyes on him. “I’ll transfer 5,000 dollars later. That’s all,” said Nina.Jean replied with a higher pitch, “5,000? How is that enough?”5,000 dollars was just enough for Anna’s medical bills. It was not nearly enough to cover the food expenses and his living expenses.“Yes, it’s not enough. I’ll transfer the money for Mom’s food expenses and nursing expenses to Aunt Susan. If Mom wants to have anyth
Luca's guess was correct. The rumors were already spreading by the time she reached the laboratory. While working on their research, the researchers in the laboratory were talking about how she had left the building and returned with Luke. They were still talking when Luca entered, and they were embarrassed because they did not manage to stop themselves. She heard the last part of their conversation, though she walked back to her position without showing any expression on her face. All the researchers in her team were male; several female researchers had applied for an interview, but Luca rejected them all. She thought that men were less prone to gossip, but it seemed that her preconception was wrong. Most men were not like Luke, who showed no interest in gossip. "You can continue talking," Luca sat in her seat and put on goggles. The researchers looked at each other. None of them dared to say anything. Rhett came out of the cultivation room and saw that Luca was alread
Tia assumed that something must have happened in Luca's past for her to be so afraid of blood, and the murder incident at her apartment only deepened that fear. Anyone who had a fear of blood must be hiding a dark past. Tia thought of dredging that dark past and telling Luke. Luke would definitely stay away from Luca after that. Arriving at that thought, she clenched her fists and picked up her phone. Sophia knocked on her office door. "Ms. Tia, your next client is waiting for you in the consultation room. She has an appointment with you." Tia stopped typing on her phone. 'I know," she said impatiently. "Are you going over now?" Sophia asked. Usually, patients would not mind waiting for their doctor, but Tia's next client was someone they could not afford to offend. That was why Sophie was so nervous. "I'll go over in a bit," Tia said impatiently. She was typing a message to invite Luca out for lunch. "Ms. Tia, I don't think you should let the client wait for too long?"
Alarm bells rang in Luca's head. Her hand on the doorknob was shaking slightly. If the slip of paper was on the ground, it could only mean that someone had been there. Even though the security measures at the apartment were much better than her previous apartment, Abel would definitely have a way to sneak in. There were very few things in the world that could stop Abel. Luca took a deep breath. What should she do if the person inside was Abel? She would not mind it if it were her apartment, but she was in Luke's apartment… Luke had probably installed surveillance cameras in the apartment. If Abel was inside, would Luke be able to see him through the security feed and therefore find out his plans? If he could, she would be free. Luca did not know what to make of the situation. Eventually, she took a deep breath, braced herself, and opened the door. She was mentally prepared to see Abel behind the door. The moment she opened the door, she heard sounds from the television.
"Let's go, Ms. Luca, let's go," Tommy said coyly. "I haven't eaten dinner with you for a long time, Ms. Luca, and I don't have an appetite when I'm not eating with you. See? I've already lost weight." While he said that, he pinched his cheeks to show that they were not as bouncy as they used to be. Luca thought that his face was indeed slimmer. It did not seem as chubby as before. Tommy was still a child. There should have not been any restrictions to his diet as long as it did not negatively affect his health. As Tommy's mother, Luca felt sorry for him but could not say it. Tommy was a good reader of character. He noticed that he had managed to evoke pity in Luca, and he continued to work his charm. "You won't want me to lose more weight, right? Please, can we have dinner together just this once?" "Alright then." Luca's heart softened from Tommy's repeated pleadings and agreed to it. "Yay! What do you want to eat, Ms. Luca?" Tommy continued asking questions after seeing
Looking at the waitress, Luca wondered if she should tell her that Luke was not fond of fruit juices, no matter how fresh it was. The moment the glass was put in front of Luke, he took it and put it in front of Luca. The waitress was surprised, but she smiled. "You're so considerate to your wife, Sir. Fresh orange juice has Vitamin C, which is good for women's skin. I'll bring you another glass." When Luca heard that, she said, "It's fine. He doesn't like fruit juice." As soon as she finished speaking, Luke turned his head to look at her. How did she know that he did not like fruit juice? Luke had never told anyone else that he did not like fruit juice. He did not say that when he was in the hospital. The waitress nodded and said, "I see. You're so considerate, Madam. Sir, should I get you another drink?" "It's fine." Luke sipped the glass of tap water next to him. He did not point out the waitress's mistake again. Luca felt even more awkward as the waitress mentioned
Tommy sounded as though Luke should have put more effort to win Luca's heart. Luke's expression turned grim. "Who let you watch those soap operas?" "I watch them whenever Grandma Susan watches them in the living room. What's wrong with soap operas, Daddy? Why would Grandma Susan watch them if there's something wrong with them?" Tommy asked several questions at one go. Ever since Allison went to prison, Susan acted like the matriarch of the household. Whenever Old Master Crawford was not at home, Susan would sit on the living room couch and watch meaningless soap operas with convoluted family plots. She did not care if what she watched would negatively affect the children's development. Luke had never heard his son use that word before. He wondered if he should talk to Susan. She had a television in her bedroom, so it was probably better to watch it there than in the living room. "Because they're boring," he said. Tommy nodded. "Oh? If that's the case, I won't watch them n
Luke frowned when his mother was mentioned. "Did the lawyer say anything?" He asked. Ever since Allison was sent to prison for stealing the antiques, Luke had always wanted to visit her, but she had always refused to meet him. He had never gotten to meet his mother for the past three years. He stopped trying and hired a lawyer to take care of her. Old Master Crawford wanted to say something but stopped himself. Eventually, he said, "I'm not sure how to tell you. The lawyer has arranged everything. You should go there and see what's going on." "Mm, I know," Luke said. "I'll go tomorrow." When Tommy heard that, he said, "Daddy, I want to visit Grandma too." Luke could tell from his grandfather's expression that the meeting with Allison tomorrow was most likely not going to end well. He said, "No, you have to go to school tomorrow." "But I miss Grandma. Please let me go with you, Daddy," Tommy said coyly. Even though Bianca was his favorite person, Allison had pampered him t