Given Lucian's background and stature, he never had the need to put up a front with anybody.
Still, he had learned how to control his emotions and facial expressions, having been in the corporate world for so long.
Roxanne thought he was really feeling unwell when she saw him frowning.
Lucian raised his brows slightly and casually placed one of his hands on his stomach.
Roxanne continued sizing him up for a long while. I stayed with him six years ago, and I never knew he had gastritis. That being said, I don't think he's just acting. Is he acting weird because he's experiencing discomfort in his stomach? Otherwise, why would he suddenly change the venue and decide to have a meal instead? Yes, that might be it.
Roxanne dispelled her suspicions and agreed to the suggestion through gritted teeth. “I've failed to consider your situation, Mr. Farwell. Since you're not feeling well, you should decide what to eat.”
Lucian relaxed the hand he had on his stomach and flashed a subtle grin.
“I've already made a reservation at a restaurant. Hop in.”
Upon hearing that, Roxanne couldn't help but frown and question her own initial judgment.
Lucian didn't give her much time to respond. He spun around and opened the car door for her.
He was holding that bouquet of roses and waiting for her at the car door.
Roxanne froze when she saw that. Subconsciously, she turned to check her surroundings.
Lucian was standing straight next to his luxurious car and holding a bouquet of roses. A scene like that could easily lead to misunderstandings.
Roxanne heaved a sigh of relief when she saw no one nearby. She then shifted her gaze back to Lucian and smiled. “You can lead the way, Mr. Farwell. I'll drive myself.”
With an arched brow, Lucian uttered, “Ms. Jarvis, if you don't hop in, someone from the research institute is going to see us when they come back. Don't blame me if they misunderstand us.”
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