NovelsBestChapter 756 Childhood Sweetheart Capebatt City's medical facilities were better than those in Weston. Thus, Samuel had stayed in Capebatt City for treatment.
When Emelie arrived at the Swanson Residence, it was only nine in the morning. Samuel had just woken up and hadn't even freshened up yet. He instructed the maid to serve tea and asked Emelie to wait for him for a while.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEmelie sat in the living room. As she casually turned her head, she noticed a splash of green on the windowsill and curiously walked over to find several pots of mint plants.
She was momentarily stunned when she heard Samuel's amused voice behind her. "That's the offspring of the mint plant you gaveall those years ago." "I've also got sin my office and hin Eprand. A few colleagues admired them, so I gave them scuttings. They've propagated quite well." Emelie smiled. "So, the mint I gave you has been thriving all this time?" "Indeed," Samuel replied.
Noticing the blanket covering his legs as he sat in the wheelchair, Emelie gently asked, " How have you been feeling these past few days?" "The doctors you arranged forare all renowned orthopedic specialists. With so many experts consulting on my case, it's hard for my legs not to improve. They're getting much better," Samuel replied.
"It's good to hear you're getting better," Emelie said. She was genuinely hoping for his full recovery.
Samuel then said, "You probably haven't had breakfast yet, since you'd cover this early. Would you like to join me?" Emelie didn't refuse. After breakfast, Emelie even pushed Samuel's wheelchair around the house for two laps. As they were heading back, they ran into Bryan.
Emelie still remembered overhearing the conversation between the brothers in the hospital room last time. Bryan blamed her for Samuel's injury and held a grudge against her. He also didn't like her visiting Samuel. Now, upon encountering him, she quickly made her excuses and left.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter exiting the house, Emelie was about to get into her car when Bryan called out to her. "Ms. Pierce." Emelie turned around. "Mr. Swanson?" Bryan had followed her out. "Ms. Pierce, why are you leaving in such a hurry? I haven't thanked you yet for introducing those doctors to Sam. His legs have improved a lot, and he's expected to make a full recovery." Emelie hesitated. "Mr. Swanson, if you thankfor that, I'll be too ashamed to accept it." "Then let's not talk about it," Bryan said.
He checked on his watch, and it was almost eleven o'clock. "Ms. Pierce, you've been back in Cedonia for stime, and I haven't had the chance to invite you for a meal alone. That's rather impolite of me. How about lunch today?" Emelie shook her head. "Another time, Mr. Swanson. I've been invited to the archery range by Mr. Robinson of Nexus Group, Mr. Robinson of Veridian Group, and Mr. Jenkins of Altura Group. I need to head over there now." Bryan immediately understood the situation. "They're hoping to establish a connection with Filo Group through you, aren't they, Ms. Pierce?" Emelie smiled faintly. "Probably. They extended the invitation so warmly that I couldn't refuse. Otherwise, people would start gossiping that I'm abusing my power." "These slippery old foxes are the hardest to deal with. Ms. Pierce, how about I join you? I can help you fend off sof their advances." Bryan said jokingly, "That way, we can make sure you don't get poached and stop investing in Xanther Group." Emelie played along with his humor. She said with a smile, "That would be great. I'd appreciate the help, Mr. Swanson." After she mentioned the nof the archery range, they each got into their cars and headed to the destination. As they drove, Jodie, who was behind the wheel, asked, "Why is Bryan so proactive today?" Emelie tapped her fingers rhythmically on her knee. She had a good idea of what was going on but answered casually, "Who knows?" The archery range wasn't far away.
As they neared the place, Emelie noticed a shop by the roadside with a long queue outside. After getting out of the car, Emelie asked, "What does that shop sell? It seems to be doing very well." Bryan knew which shop she was referring to. "They sell plum wine. The shop's homemade plum wine is indeed unique. Last year, a friend gavea few bottles, and I sent two to Sam. He doesn't usually like alcohol, but even he praised it.
"However, you have to queue up in person at that shop. Since we're here, I'll go buy a couple of bottles for Sam after lunch." Emelie was intrigued. "Mr. Swanson, you've piqued my interest. Jodie, could you go stand in line and buy a few more bottles?" Ads by Pubfuture
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