Chapter 98


    Aspen smiled gently as he pulled out the preliminary draft contract from his briefcase.


    “Feel free to review our proposed coboration,” he said. “I understand that herbal medicine


    prescriptions can vary for each individual, so I’ve designed forms that can be mass–produced


    and are generally suitable.”


    Gisele, still processing the proposal, eventually epted the contract. She found herself pleasantly


    surprised by Aspen’s profound understanding of partnership dynamics within the herbal medicine


    field.


    Gisele nervously clutched the papers, her mind racing as she struggled to find the right words,


    feeling tongue–tied.


    Together, they walked out of the manor.


    “Gisele, there’s no need to be so anxious. Let’s approach this like any other partnership. Oh, and


    regarding payment, it will be directly deposited into your ount. Is that alright?” Aspen paused,


    turning to face her.


    Despite feeling a bit uneasy, Gisele reluctantly agreed. She smiled gratefully and said, Thank you,


    Mr. Witham. I’ll put in my best effort and won’t let you down.”


    “What’s with the formality?” Aspen couldn’t help but chuckle at Gisele addressing him as Mr.


    Witham“, shaking his head with a smile.


    After bidding Aspen farewell at the door, Gisele began to pack up her things as she prepared to


    head back.


    However, as soon as she turned around, she noticed Sandra standing in the doorway, quietly


    observing her.


    Politely, Gisele approached Sandra, nodding with a smile. Just as Gisele was about to pass by,


    Sandra asked abruptly, “What do you think of my son?”


    “Huh?” Gisele eximed in surprise, turning to face Sandra.


    Observing Sandra’s serious expression, Gisele could only reluctantly contemte her question.


    Eventually, she replied in a professional tone, “Mr. Witham is a very kind person; he’s gentle and


    outstanding.”


    Sandra then asked bluntly, “Do you have feelings for him?”


    Gisele blinked in shock, her long, thickshes fluttering. Her mind went momentarily nk, and she


    blurted out, “No, definitely not. We’re notpatible in that way.”


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    Sandra’s smile faded slightly at Gisele’s words, a hint of regret coloring her tone. “t understand. But


    it might be worth considering,” she remarked before leaving.


    Still standing in the same spot, Gisele watched Sandra’s silhouette fade into the distance, her mind


    swirling with confusion. What was Sandra trying to convey by urging Gisele to reconsider her


    feelings for Aspen?


    Nheless, Gisele was a married woman, and on top of that, Aspen and Don were good


    friends….


    Setting aside these conflicting thoughts, Gisele packed up her belongings and prepared to


    leave.


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    She had scheduled a meeting with a senior from Hearthfield Medical University, mainly to discuss


    the assessment criteria for admission into Ss‘ program.


    Their chosen venue was a private restaurant owned by a divorced single mother, known for its


    distinctive blend of northern and southern regional vors, as well as its diverse selection of


    international cuisines.


    In Hearthfield, only true food enthusiasts could uncover this hidden culinary gem.


    Despite its small size, the restaurant operated exclusively by reservation. Without Gisele’s


    connection to the owner, securing a booking would have been challenging.


    Hailing a taxi, Gisele arrived at the restaurant around 11:30 am. In the vicinity, numerous other


    eateries advertised themselves as private kitchens, each offering a variety of cuisines.


    As Gisele stood by the entrance, her phone rang.


    Checking the caller ID, she promptly answered. “Mavis?”


    “Gisele, I’m truly sorry, but something unexpected hase up. I might not be able to make it


    today,” Mavis‘ voice conveyed a sense of urgency.


    Taking a moment to catch her breath, she continued, “But don’t worry, I’ll arrange for one of


    Professor Lyons‘ students to reach out to you. He just got admittedst year, so he should have a


    better understanding of Professor Lyons‘ expectations.”


    Feeling somewhat disheartened, Gisele shed a sheepish smile and remarked, “Mavis, do you


    think I might be bothering him?”


    “No, not at all. He’s quite amodating. I’ll forward you his contact details. He should be on his


    way,” Mavis apologized again and suggested nning for lunch together soon.


    Once the call ended, Gisele’s spirits lifted slightly. If she does get admitted to study under


    Ss this


    year,


    the personing to meet her would be her senior.