My Wife Act Differently Behind Me novel Chapter 252

When Damien heard Chloe, he frowned. His daughter was competitive by nature, and no matter what she did, she would strive for the best. It was because of this she got the recognition of the Rogers branch family, but it was since then that she began to lose patience and refuse to bow her head in everything.

'How can she achieve grander things like this?'

Damien shook his head, and his voice bore a tinge of resoluteness. "It's decided. Open your eyes, don't be fooled by the illusions before you."

'Wasn't she always clear on what she wanted?'

'For those things, she needs to ignore the rest.'

When Chloe heard Damien's words, she slowly calmed down as she carefully pondered her father's words. A moment later, seemingly realizing something, she responded softly. "Alright."

Seeing that Chloe knew what he meant, he told her a few more things with great satisfaction before hanging up.

He looked at his watch and was about to leave the office. He then saw Everett standing by the door with his head down, thinking.

Seeing Damien walking over, Everett raised his head, with obedience radiating from his handsome face. "

Dad, is it a call from Chloe?"

Damien looked at Everett and nodded. "Why are you here?"

Everett looked at Damien and smiled. "Isn't it lunchtime now? I just want to have lunch with you, Dad."

Damien frowned a little. This son of his was not bad in business, but he was just average. Here he was not putting his back into his work and instead had the time to ask him out for lunch?

He said somewhat happily. "I have something to attend to, so I'll pass on that. Also, how many times do I need to tell you what should you call me in the office?"

Everett's eyes dimmed. "Mr. Riddle," he addressed Damien respectfully.

She washed her face with cold water and pulled out her phone to inform Ms. Emerson she was taking two days off. After some thought, she clearly wrote down the reason as well.

'To look after a sick relative.'

Normally, seven days after surgery would be a high-risk period, but inside Rowan's lab, this time can be shortened to just two days.

She then sent Austin and the rest, asking them to hand over the homework she gave them online for her to check, not allowing them to miss a day.

She was almost done going through the textbook with them. What remained was for them to consolidate what they had learned and revise.

Nicole sat on the chair as she fiddled with her phone.

Soon, Rowan pushed Mr. Riddle Sr., who had been stitched up, out of the operation room. Nicole stood up and went downstairs. She ignored the gaze of others as she started matching something on the desk in B Section on the left side of the first floor. She then brought a small packet of medicine and stuffed it into Rowan's hands.