“Could Mr. Lambert not hear my voice?”
Dwayne probably guessed who it was, his tone indifferent, “Give the phone to Dorothy”
Tyrell’s tone was somewhat provocative, “Dorothy is not available right now and can’t take your call.”
Dwayne hung up the phone.
Tyrell put down his phone and looked towards Dorothy on the stage.
Sure enough, the subtle relationship between her and Dwa
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just as he had suspected.
Will she be Dwayne’s weakness?
On stage, Dorothy finished her performance and was greeted with applause from the audience.
She stood up and bowed, then quickly returned to her seat, her ears turning red, not sure if she was nervous on stage.
“You played well,” Tyrell pulled out a chair for her.
She sat down, “It’s been a long time since I practiced, I’m a bit rusty.”
“I used to think that all of you studying medicine were so stereotypical, just like the Robertson family.”
Dorothy wondered, “Prof. Robertson?”
“Professor Robertson’s grandson.”
Dorothy didn’t answer the phone.
She knew that Prof. Robertson had a grandson studying medicine abroad, but she had never met him.
Dorothy went to the front desk to pay the bill after finishing the meal.
The front desk clerk looked at the bill and said with a smile, “I’m sorry, madam, this bill was settled half an hour ago.”
She was stunned, turned around to look at Tyrell approaching, “Didn’t I say I would treat you? Why did you pay the bill?”
He didn’t take it seriously, “I was just joking. I can’t really let a girl pay for my meal, right?”
“However…”
“Let’s leave it at that for now,” Tyrell guessed what she was going to say, “I’ll ask you for it later.”
Dorothy and Tyrell had just walked out of the building when he suddenly stopped in front of the car, turned around, and looked at her who was looking for a designated driver. “Can I give you a ride?”
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