Chapter 298 Charles Still in the Probationary Period
Alexander checked the ticket and saw that the train was departing in two hours. Realizing he had another hour to enjoy his tea, he instantly felt happy and continued chatting with Summer.
Adeline went inside, prepared a new prescription, and before leaving, she specifically instructed Nathan, "Nathan, I asked Terry before, and no one has touched the prescription, but Grandpa's lungs have some noise. After you go back, pay attention to his diet, follow the meal plan. When I get to Zelphoria, I'll re-examine Grandpa."
In the past two days, Alexander's improvement was visibly noticeable.
When he arrived, he was still coughing, but by the time he returned to Zelphoria, his complexion was rosy.
Adeline even prepared a medicine pack for him to carry.
Originally, Alexander planned to handle some work on the train, but the medicine pack had a calming effect, and the business class seat was comfortable.
Alexander had never been this relaxed before and fell asleep immediately.
If they were really moving to Zelphoria, there would be a lot to pack.
Charles wanted to stay and help, but Adeline didn't let him, considering it wouldn't be good if Robert's stuff was seen.
Adeline hadn't forgotten that they lost a piece of equipment because of Charles' tracking.
When Charles was pushed out, he was still smiling. "Isn't it my duty to help?"
We'll need your help when we leave." Adeline was blunt. "My grandmother has trouble with her legs, so please come and pick us up. Bye.
The wooden door closed quite decisively.
What else could Charles say? In Adeline's eyes, he was not only too fragile but also had no status, only fit to be a driver.
The bodyguards were all looking up at the sky, pretending not to notice.
After all, Charles had never been rejected by anyone before.
Looking at it this way, did Charles end up winning Adeline's heart??
When Adeline wasn't around, the oppressive feeling from Charles was especially evident in the night.
The bodyguards didn't dare to speak much until the phone rang.
"Mr. Charles Livingston, it's Mr. Nicholas Livingston calling."
This time, the Maybach hadn't driven far. Charles stood by the car, took the phone, and then got in. "Grandpa."
"You bastard, is what Caleb reported true or false?" Nicholas's voice sounded very happy. "If you dare to lie to me, I won't care about your health!"
Charles chuckled. "Didn't Matteo tell you before? I thought you were already prepared."
Mentioning this, Nicholas felt a bit guilty and coughed heavily before saying, "Don't change the subject. Just tell me if you're really getting engaged this time!"
"I want to get engaged." Charles fiddled with the bracelet on his wrist, his profile elegant. "I'm just afraid she doesn't want to."
Nicholas suddenly sat up straight. "What do you mean?"
"Grandpa, some things can't be rushed. You taught me that when I was a kid." Charles looked at the night outside the window.
Nicholas seemed to hear the loneliness in his voice and suddenly laughed. "Charles, you have your day too! Adeline hasn't agreed to be with you yet, has she? What did I tell you before? Don't always keep such a distance, or you won't get a wife. You didn't listen. Look at you now."
"Grandpa." Charles's tone was filled with helplessness.
Nicholas happily sipped his tea. "Mr. Vanderbilt called me and said you're still in the evaluation period. You insisted on breaking off the engagement back then, and now you regret it, don't you?"
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