Chapter <b>228 </b>
Surprise shed in N’s eyes. Why would Damon suddenly invite her to dinner?
As she hesitated, another message from him appeared on her phone.
Damon: [I’ll be waiting in the parking lot at 6:30 p.m.]
It seemed he wasn’t giving her a chance to refuse.
Considering that he had helped persuade Richard to agree to her divorce from rk, she felt she owed him a meal as a thank you.
N replied with a simple “Okay“. She then put her phone away and focused on her experiment.
“N, our recent experiments have been going really well. In a little while, we should be able to start testing onb mice,” Melody said excitedly.
N shook her head. “It’s not that simple. Before we move to trials, we need to go through countless experiments and trial and error to find the best solution. It can take years, even over a decade, for a drug to go from research to market.”
Melody looked shocked, momentarily pausing her work with the test tubes. “It takes that long?”
“Yes, and even during trials, there can be many unpredictable factors that require constant adjustments,” N borated.
If onecked patience, this line of work could be really tough. The early stages of experimentation were often filled with repeated failures, and it was difficult to pinpoint why things weren’t working. The daily repetition could be exhausting and monotonous.
“I see.” Melody sighed, clearly disappointed. She had assumed the
experiment might wrap up in six months, not realizing it could take years. With her lively personality, such a slow–paced and demanding process was particrly challenging
N tried tofort her. “But don’t worry too much. Who knows? Maybe we’ll get incredibly lucky, and every experiment will seed. In that case, we could move to trials pretty quickly.”
Knowing N was trying tofort her, Melody forced a smile and nodded.
N didn’t say anything more. She knew that research could be tedious, and if Melody couldn’t stick it out, it might be better for her to find a different path sooner rather thanter.
That evening, N took the elevator down to the basement level.
Damon’s car was parked not far from the elevator.
After getting in, she looked at him, her expression serious.
“Uncle Damon, let me treat you to dinner tonight,” she offered.
Damon nced at her with a slight smile. “Why?”
“To thank you for leaking the news about rk’s affair,” N replied. Damon raised an eyebrow, nodding with a hint of amusement. “Alright.” There was an unreadable emotion in his dark eyes that made N feel uneasy. She looked away, her ears turning slightly red.
The car grew quiet as Damon picked up a file to continue reading.
The scent of gardenias from N filled the car, distracting him. He found himself staring at the same line of text for several minutes before finally closing the file with a sigh.Belonging to N?velDrama.Org.
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“I’m nning to send your father abroad for treatment,” he said in a low voice,
N was taken aback and instinctively refused, “That won’t be
necessary. I’ll find a way to take care of my father’s treatment myself.”
“You wouldn’t want any surprises to derail your divorce from rk, would you?” Damon asked.
N lowered her gaze, her hands slowly clenching in herp. She knew the Sumners might continue to use Harrison to threaten her. Sending him abroad for treatment would indeed be better. At least she wouldn’t have to worry about him being used against her.
However, Harrison was weak, and she worried he wouldn’t survive a long flight. Moreover, if he were overseas, she wouldn’t be able to reach him quickly if something happened.
After a moment of silence, she still declined. “Uncle Damon, I
appreciate your thoughtfulness, but I don’t want to send my father abroad.”