After she charged her phone for a while, it began to ring incessantly. She was receiving message after message.Frowning, she picked up her phone, wondering who would send her so many messages.Her gaze paused on the screen. It was Ryan.Why did he send her so many messages and call her so many times? Did something happen?Natasha hurriedly dialed Ryan's number, and the call connected.Before Natasha could speak, Ryan anxiously said, "Professor, you finally answered my call!"Ryan's voice sounded a little breathless because he was emotional. "You haven't been to the lab all day today. I've called you countless times, but you didn't pick up. I was so worried!"I thought something happened to you! I didn't know who else to contact to find out where you were."I called Mr. Lynch many times, but he didn't answer, either. Neither of you picked up, and it made me even more anxious."It warmed Natasha's heart. She couldn't help but smile. "What could possibly happen to me?""What co
"Then I'm hanging up," Ryan said cautiously."Yeah, do rest early," Natasha replied as she picked up her glass of water, taking sips from it.Suddenly, she heard noisy sounds from Ryan's end, along with faint, piercing car horns.Natasha furrowed her brows."Professor, you should go to bed early, too," Ryan said. He sounded like he was rushing as if something was going on at his end."Wait! Don't hang up yet." Natasha suddenly stopped him.Ryan's finger that was about to tap on the hang-up button paused mid-air. He held his phone tightly, asking, "What's wrong?"Natasha wanted to ask where Ryan was exactly. However, after some consideration, she decided to keep her questions to herself.Where Ryan was, why he hadn't gone home at this hour, and whether he was deliberately hiding something were all his private matters.She shouldn't pry too much.Natasha paused. "Well… since it's so late, and you're not home yet, don't reach the lab earlier than me tomorrow. Don't bother coming
"Um… Professor, I didn't mean to show up early. I couldn't sleep, so I ended up here," Ryan explained in a hesitant tone.He added, "I hope you're not upset. I thought since I couldn't sleep, I might as well get up and do some work in the laboratory."Natasha blinked at his words and then wore a stern expression."I made it clear yesterday. What's the point of beating me to the lab? Are you trying to challenge me?" she asked, sounding genuinely annoyed.Ryan, visibly nervous, seemed a bit awkward.Seeing his reaction, Natasha couldn't help but crack a smile, breaking the serious act she had just put on.She cleared her throat and said, "No hard feelings, okay? I actually planned to come early today, but I overslept. Don't be so tense. Did I really look that intimidating? You're all jittery…""No, not at all." Ryan quickly waved it off, and the tension from before instantly dissipated.He scratched his head, looking somewhat sheepish."Have you grabbed breakfast yet? I brought
Natasha took a glance at the time and was startled to find it was already getting late. She turned to Ryan with a sheepish smile."Oops, sorry. I just noticed how late it's gotten. If I ever get too caught up in experiments in the future, feel free to go ahead and have dinner without waiting for me," Natasha apologized, her words carrying a mix of sincerity and regret.Ryan heard Natasha's words and grabbed his phone, only to discover it was already pretty late. Just like Natasha, he had been fully engrossed in the experiment, completely oblivious to the passing of time."Whoa, it's this late already?" He scratched his head. "I got just as absorbed as you did. I didn't even realize how late it was."Natasha chuckled. "Can't have you skipping meals regularly like me. It's not good for your health."Ryan, responding to the playful tone, gazed at Natasha with a serious look. "Why don't you eat properly, then? In the future, if you eat well, I'll join in. If you skip, then I'll skip
Natasha gazed across the lab, finding Ryan standing obediently behind her with wide, unblinking eyes. His submissive demeanor created an ache in her heart.Their eyes met.Natasha hesitated, speaking into her phone, "Does it have to be tonight?"Seeing Ryan's adorable expression, she struggled to express that she had other plans. It would surely break his sweet little heart."Apologies, but there's a real urgency for EngenCorp Group to sign today. I'm genuinely sorry about that," Malcolm insisted urgently.Natasha found herself in a dilemma.Ryan noticed Natasha's expression and asked, "Professor, what's wrong? You seem a bit unhappy."She shook her head at Ryan, saying, "It's nothing."Then, she told Malcolm, "I'll take some time to think about it and text you later."Malcolm, having laid out his case, could only hope Natasha might consider it. "Alright, please take your time to think about it."Natasha ended the call."Professor, all done? Let's grab dinner. I've tidied ev
After Ryan pulled out a chair for Natasha, he took a seat beside her.The room carried a refined and gentle fragrance, wrapping the space in a pleasant mood.Once the two were comfortably seated, Malcolm finally raised his eyes to keenly assess Natasha.In the past, discussions about the collaboration on Tranquilix were always coordinated through the Toussaint family matriarch.Malcolm hadn't encountered this well-known pharmaceutical doctor before and had imagined her to be quite elderly.He had always assumed her to be at least over 50. But today, upon meeting her, he was taken aback by how young she turned out to be.And he had to admit she was beautiful. Though he preferred not to comment on people's looks, Natasha immediately caught his eye when he looked up.Her features were refined and clean, perhaps due to avoiding makeup for experiments before the meeting.Seated in the private room, her face, free from makeup, and poised elegance resembled a carefree daisy.A gust o
Malcolm nodded as he accepted the contract. "You can leave now."Despite Malcolm's directive, the man seemed uncertain and remained rooted in his spot.Malcolm raised an eyebrow, asking, "Why aren't you leaving? Do you have something to say?"Natasha heard the noise and looked up.The man at the door seemed a bit uneasy. On closer look, there was a hint of dilemma in his eyes.However, as the Toussaint family matter wasn't her concern, she lowered her head again.Malcolm, wearing an irritated expression, urged, "Speak up if you have something to say. Why linger at the door? Don't you see we've got an important guest here?""At the entrance… Mr. Grayson is here to see you," the man mentioned."Mr. Grayson?" Malcolm frowned. "Which Mr. Grayson?"Upon hearing the name, Natasha abruptly lifted her head, pondering if it could be Joshua."Grayson Corporation's president, Joshua Grayson," the man replied.Indeed, it was Joshua. But why was he seeking Malcolm? Natasha narrowed her e
Ryan kept his eyes on Natasha as she opened the door and left.As Natasha's slender figure slowly disappeared at the doorway, the warmth in Ryan's eyes faded, and he looked away.Malcolm raised an eyebrow, casting a sidelong glance at Ryan from across the room.He hoped to build a better rapport with Ryan, given his role as Professor Nancy's assistant. Strengthening ties with him would undoubtedly be advantageous for the Toussaint family.However, faced with Ryan's stoic and icy demeanor, Malcolm had to put aside the idea of starting a conversation.With Ryan being so distant and unapproachable, Malcolm found it hard to initiate any form of dialogue.Malcolm found himself perplexed by the stark contrast in Ryan's behavior. When dealing with Professor Nancy, he was all smiles and seemingly obedient.Yet, the instant she left, Ryan morphed into this distant and unwelcoming persona.Malcolm shook his head. He was unable to fathom the abrupt change.Ryan had no clue about the thou