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    Charlotte bwas /bstunned.

    bJaxson /bjust smiled and said, “So you like in bvors/b, huh? I’ll make you another one.”

    He walked to the kitchen.

    Charlotte clenched her fistsb, /bstood up and shoutedb, /bb“/bJaxson, I didn’t eat bthe /bbbreakfast /byou made, you bdon’t /bneed to make it for bme/bb!/bb” /b

    He paused for a momentb, /bbas /bif not breally /blistening, “Have breakfast, then work.”

    Charlotte knocked bover /bthe btableware /bbon /bthe table.

    Jaxson walked out bof /bthe kitchen immediately and looked at the broken pieces on bthe /bfloor. bHe /bwalked up to bher /band opened bher /bbpalm/b,“bAre /byou okayb?/bb” /b

    With a bloud /bnoise, Cynthia and the bodyguard bwere /bstartled. They bentered /bbthe /broom band /bbsaw /bthe mess on bthe /bfloor. Cynthia bwas /bspeechless.

    No big deal, a few bpeople /bjust backed out.

    Charlotte bit bher /blip, pulled her hand bout/b, band /bdidn’t look at him.

    bJaxson /bknew she was bupset/b, her voice bhoarse/b, “What bcan /bI do to help, don’t bhurt /byourself.”

    Charlotte didn’t argue with him anymoreb, /bbshe /bjustpromised.

    No bmatter /bhow she resisted, he always acted like he didn’t bcare/b. So, she stopped resisting.

    She bwas /bcurious to bsee /bhow far he would indulge her.

    Charlotte bjust /bbgot /bto the hospital when she got ba /bbcall /bfrom James at the elevatorb. /bbJames /bsaid, Anders‘ bteam /bbhas /bjoined the nanotherapy project. bTheir /bbteam /bwill probably barrive /bin Pornd bnext /bweek. He basked /bher to attend btogether/b.

    She only met Prof. Hawkins bonce, /bdidn’t breally /btalk much, but she knew that with bProf. /bHawkins on bboard/b, the future bof /bbmedical /btechnology would be bbright/b.

    Charlotte agreed.

    bThe /belevator door bopened/b, bshe /bbwas /bbabout /bto step in, band /bthen she met Nigel’s bgaze/b.

    She bhesitated /bbfor /bba /bbmoment/bb, /bthen stood bnext /bto him band /bbsaid/b, “Prof. Kendall.”

    bNigel pressed /bbthe /bbelevator/bb, /bbYou /bbwent /bon brounds /biwith /ibme /bthis bafternoon/b.”

    b“/bbMe/b?b” /bbCharlotte /bbpointed /bbat /bbherself/bb. /bb“/bbIsn’t /bbWace /bbyour /bbassistant/bb?/bb” /b

    He took ba /bbday /boffb./bb” /b

    Taking a bday /boff? bAre /bbyou /bsick?”

    bBlind /bbdate/bb./bb” /b

    Charlotte bnodded/bb, /bbpaused /bbfor /bba /bbfew /bbseconds/bb, /bb“/bbWhy /bbme/bb?/bb” /b

    Nigel bcasually /bbsaid/b, “bThe /bbspecial /bbexpert /bbcan /bbchoose /bbany /bbassistant/bb, /bband /bbsince /bbyou’re /bbnew/b, I picked you.”

    Charlotte bsqueezed /bbout /bba /bbsmile /bband /bbsaid/bb, /bb“/bI breally /bbappreciate /bit.”

    “No problemb./bb” /b

    Charlotte band /bNigel walked out bof /bthe belevator /bband /bbumped into Penelope.

    Charlotte was taken aback. Penelope’s crush on Nigel was no bsecret/bb, /bbespecially /bsince bthey /bbhad /bjust bbe /bfriends. She bdidn’t /bbwant /bbpeople /bbto /bget bthe /bwrong idea bbecause /bbof /bthis.

    bShe /bwalked up to Penelopeb, /bb“/bbWe /bbjust /bhappened to bbump /binto beach /bother.”

    Penelope pursed her lips band /bbgave /bNigel ba /bnce.

    Nigel was looking bat /bhis phone, not paying attention to this side.

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    bAw/b, you bdon’t /bbreally /bbneed /bto exin to me,” bPenelope /bbpatted /bher shoulderb, /b“bI /bbbelieve /bbyou’re /bnot that kind of bperson/b.”

    Charlotte lifted her chin band /bpointed iat /ihim, “But he insisted bthat /bbI /bbapany /bhim for the consultation in the afternoon, bit’s /bbtoo /bmuch, after iall/i, I am the bhead/b.”

    bPenelope /bbwas /bsurprised, “You still bdon’t /bwant to?b” /b

    bIcan /bchat with him bforever/b, why bdon’t /bbyou /bgo?”

    Charlotte tapped bher /bshoulder band /bshook her bhead/b, “bI /bbgave /bup. I have nothing to talk about with Prof. Kendall. I bdon’t /bbeven /bknow what to say to him as

    Nigel was standing behind the two, with a deep look in his beyes/b, “I could hear it.”

    When this bwas /bsaid, the two of them were bso /bscared that bthey /bjumped.

    bPenelope /bleft Charlotte behind like she bgot /bbcaught /bdoing something bwrong/b, then “escaped.” Charlotte grinned and looked iat /iNigel, changing the bsubject/bb, /b“What time are byou /bseeing bpatients /bbthis /bafternoon?”

    bHe /bbent bdown /bslightlyb, /bbut not too close, I could faintly smell the light bsoap /bscent on his clothes, “Don’t you have bmy /bWhatsApp? iWait /ifor bthe /bnotification.”

    bBefore /bshe could breact/b, Nigel walked bpast /bbher /bband /bbleft /bwithout looking bback/b.