It was the first ti Jaycent Kingsley and the others had seen such a situation.
Marcella Davidson was watching with great interest, not wanting to interrupt them.
Only Kenzie Nabours silently patted Jaycent on the shoulder, lowered his voice, and comforted him: "Don’t think too much, kid. Work hard, and you might et soone in the future."
Jaycent was watching the fun on the side, completely at a loss, only to be comforted by his uncle suddenly.
He was even more confused by the comfort, thinking that Kenzie was watching him look at others intently and assud that he, a single guy, was envious, he just replied with a "Hm": "This kind of thing is about fate. If fate doesn’t co, there’s nothing you can do."
"And earlier, you said you didn’t like her?" Kenzie rembered how he had told him about being rejected before, and Jaycent said he didn’t have anyone he liked, but wasn’t he just admitting it now?
"What?" Jaycent looked even more bewildered.
Fortunately, Kenzie considered that Jaycent might be ’heartbroken’ in public and already quite miserable, so he didn’t continue the topic.
He turned to go settle the bill.
Before leaving, he asked the waiter to pack a portion of spicy chicken and handed it to Nathalie Quinlan before walking out: "I noticed you like eating this, so I packed one for you. You can eat it if you’re hungry at night."
Nathalie saw him holding the takeout box but didn’t expect it was packed for her, she was a bit surprised. Despite her surprise, she accepted Kenzie’s kindness, paused for a mont, and said: "I’ll co over more often these days to do acupuncture for Mrs. Davidson."
Kenzie laughed heartily, patted her on the shoulder, and waved his hand nonchalantly: "You just got the key to the level 8 laboratory, you should be very busy these days. Take care of your work first, we can talk after."
So he said.
Nathalie didn’t insist further, she unzipped her backpack, took out a bottle of ’gum,’ and handed it to him: "There are so health supplents here, just give them to Mrs. Davidson, take one a week, it’s about a three-month supply."
Kenzie saw her handing him a bottle of gum, it looked like just an ordinary bottle of gum from the outside with no markings of ’health supplents’ on it.
But he took it anyway, nodding seriously with a face full of earnestness: "I got it."
Nathalie breathed a sigh of relief, took the takeout box Kenzie handed over, and waved goodbye to Sadam Vinson and the others before getting into the car.
In the car.
Sadam couldn’t help but exclaim: "Nathalie, did you just give away 10 of those small pills?"
After the scandal with Caryn Zachmann selling fake dicine,
small pills had beco even harder to find on the black market.
Lowie Wilmar had already hiked the price to eight figures, and it was still rising.
small pills ant giving away a billion.
A billion...
The big boss traded it for a takeout spicy chicken.
If those people on the black market found out, they would trample down the Intercontinental’s kitchen door. Only Nathalie could be so generous.
Not sure if he could have the sa generosity.
Even though he wasn’t short of a billion himself.
"Amadeus, the retired nuclear weapons expert you ntioned, is that Mrs. Davidson?" Sadam turned to Nathalie and then looked at the man driving the car.
He couldn’t help but say: "That Mrs. Davidson seed so gentle and frail, not at all like the person you described..."
A nuclear weapons expert is invaluable.
Moreover, an expert of Marcella Davidson’s caliber is even more precious.
Such a person typically can’t even travel by airplane to avoid accidents.
Yet such a person, after dining tonight, seed just like an ordinary person, even more mild-tempered.
He didn’t seem at all like soone who’d ss with black powder.
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