NOVEL NEXT Chapter 56 - 53: Suspecting Her of Reveling Every Night!
Chapter 56: Chapter 53: Suspecting Her of Reveling Every Night!
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After seeing the amount of money in Richelle Dunn’s account, the young master felt a little better.
However, he felt that it wasn’t enough to support him and his siblings.
Richelle was only trying to prove to her son that she wasn’t poor, but she had forgotten that the young master was used to receiving allowances from his elders in millions, so her money seemed like pocket change to him.
“I’ll use this money to buy toys for my siblings.”
The young master tried to stuff the black card back into Richelie’s hand, but she couldn’t possibly accept his money and pushed it back.
As she was about to say something, Roy Lewis’s suspicious voice came from behind them.
“What are you guys doing?”
From Roy’s perspective, he could clearly see his son and Richelle pushing a black card back and forth.
Richelle was almost scared out of her wits, but luckily, she had always had strong psychological fortitude and adaptability.
After slightly stabilizing herself, she smiled at Roy.
“Mrs. Walker found this while cleaning Timothy and Tiffany’s room yesterday, and thought it was mine. I checked the information and figured it must belong to Timmy.”
With that, she handed the black card to Mr. Lewis.
“Mr. Lewis, please confirm.”
Roy took the card and glanced at it. It was indeed the supplementary card he had made for his son. He looked at his son, puzzled.
“How could you be so careless?”
An idea crossed his mind.
Was this related to his son insisting on raising Richelle’s salary?
As much as he didn’t want to suspect his son and Richelle, this was too coincidental!
Timmy also reacted quickly, “1 was playing games and got sweaty yesterday, so 1 took off my jacket. It must have fallen out then.”
Roy was skeptical, “Don’t you usually keep this card in your bag? Why was it in your jacket?”
Timmy replied unhurriedly, “Dad and Grandpa Clarkson’s birthdays are coming up, I thought I’d let my siblings accompany me to pick out gifts for them!”
Timmy’s answers were orderly, and even if Roy had his suspicions initially, he ultimately chalked it up to coincidence.
Moreover, upon learning that his son was secretly preparing birthday gifts for him, his mind was distracted, leaving him with no interest in probing further into the matter.
This was Richelle’s first time hearing about Roy’s birthday.
“Which day is Mr. Lewis’s birthday? Will it affect his treatment schedule?”
For a young and successful millionaire like Roy, his birthday would undoubtedly be celebrated lavishly with friends from all over the world, and would probably keep him busy for two or three days.
Roy shook his head, “No need for any changes, just continue with the usual treatment.”
Richelle didn’t want to ask more, and afraid Roy might bring up the black card again, she quickly patted Timmy on the head.
“Timmy, go have breakfast. I’ll sit in the living room for a bit.”
Timmy looked at her worriedly, “Having insomnia again?”
He had heard Timothy and Tiffany ask if she had insomnia yesterday. Although she had denied it, her dark circles had given her away.
However, today she was wearing makeup and there was no sign of dark circles.
Roy’s eyes also fell on Richelle’s face. Although he didn’t know much about women’s makeup,
upon looking closely, had she lost some weight since he first met her?
“You’re having insomnia?”
Richelle didn’t understand. From Timothy and Tiffany, then to Timmy, and now to Roy, why were they all fixated on her insomnia?
“No, I’ve just been staying up late working on papers for my mentor. Don’t worry, I’ve always had good sleep quality.”
Timmy, being a child, believed her explanation, but Roy was different.
His gaze at Richelle was filled with scrutiny.
He was more aware than anyone else how exciting an adult’s world could be.
Her staying up late might not necessarily mean insomnia or working overtime on papers, it could also be due to a vibrant nightlife.
Could her lack of money be related to that too?
Little did Richelle know that her eldest son’s casual question made Roy’s thoughts wander, suspecting her of partying all night!
The father and son finished breakfast, and the young master brought a book for Richelle to explain some doubts.
Roy went to the study for a while, and by 8:30, he returned to the bedroom.
The young master entered the room with Richelle while holding the book, and this time, he didn’t ask Roy any questions. He went straight to the other side of the bed, climbed on, and sat down cross-legged beside Roy.
On one side, Richelle was preparing, while on the other, the young master placed the book on his lap, looking at it intently.
Roy watched his son affectionately for a while, then unintentionally turned his head to look at Richelle, and a curious feeling emerged in his heart upon this glimpse.
Why did he think that the silhouette of his son’s long eyelashes, the lines of his straight nose, and the perfect arc of his jawline all looked somewhat similar to Richelle’s profile at the same angle?
He turned his gaze back to his son’s face, carefully tracing his features, then shifted his head and studied Richelle closely.
It was then that he realized for the first time that both Richelle and his son had curly hair.
“Dr. Dunn…”
Richelle raised her head slightly, her beautiful eyes full of question marks.
“Is your hair naturally curly, or did you have it permed?”
After asking, Roy felt a bit awkward deep down. After all, it was a woman’s private matter, and as a man, asking so bluntly might seem like some ulterior motive or hint.
However, he always kept his emotions hidden, so even if he felt awkward, his face remained as cold as ever.
Richelle blinked her eyes and quickly wiped away the panic in them.
“It was permed, why? Does it look terrible?”
In front of Roy, Richelle was always on high alert when it came to matters related to her children. Though she felt a little shocked inside, her face remained calm.
Roy hmmphed and lifted his chin toward his son.
“Timmy has natural curls!”
Richelle smiled, “The young master’s curls look really good, very natural and they suit his face. When he grows up, he’ll definitely be incredibly handsome.”
Roy hadn’t thought his son’s curls were anything special, but now that Richelle complimented them, he couldn’t help but look at his son more closely.
The more he looked, the more he realized his son was indeed handsome and good-looking.
However, the boy didn’t actually resemble him or Kiara that much.
“He is handsome!”
There is no parent who doesn’t like others praising their children.
Even though Roy was influential, he couldn’t avoid this convention.
“Haha, like Mr. Lewis, how could he not be handsome?”
Questions about her children’s appearances and ages were all minefields. Richelle carefully treaded around them, hoping to finish the topic quickly.
She moved forward, holding a silver needle, and quickly changed the subject.
“Mr. Lewis, you’ve been undergoing acupuncture for almost ten days, how do you feel personally?”
Roy didn’t notice her deliberate attempt to change the subject since Richelle was there to give him acupuncture treatment. It seemed natural when she asked him about how he felt after the therapy.
“My sleep quality has improved a lot, I’ve basically given up on sleeping pills, and as you advised, I’ve reduced my painkillers by one-third since yesterday.
So far, I haven’t experienced any discomfort or side effects.”
That’s why, as long as a person’s professionalism improves, other factors no longer seem important.
Like Roy, ever since he acknowledged Richelle’s medical skills, his prejudice and opinions of her gradually changed to a positive direction. In daily life, he found her more pleasing to the eye than before.
Richelle nodded, “For now, we will continue with this treatment plan, and next Tuesday, you should find time to visit the hospital for a comprehensive examination to see if we need to adjust our plan.”
Roy had no objection, and as he looked at Richelle’s diligent work, an absurd thought crossed his mind.
Then he just asked it out loud.
“Grandpa Clarkson’s birthday is in three days, Dr. Dunn, would you like to bring Timothy and Tifanny along to the celebration?”
He couldn’t explain why, but he felt that Richelle and Timothy and Tifanny should be present at the old man’s birthday feast….