Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 132

Chapter 132 That’s Her, Shirlene Grayson

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Jennifer had just looked through Chloe’s relevant information downstairs again. It’s said that she’s a skilled pharmacist, but her age… It’s hard not to doubt her abilities.

Her gaze dimmed. If she’s come to deceive me, well, she’ll pay for it!

It was the name Chloe Blackwood that reignited hope within her.

By now, night had fallen, but Fox Group was still brightly lit as the employees gradually left work.

Stanley stayed back for some work and returned home a little later than usual that day.

After he pulled up the Lamborghini in Emerald Harbor, the chauffeur opened the door for him. Stanley stepped out with his long legs in the dark night. He wore a dark tailor-made overcoat, exuding a naturally commanding aura as he strode into the living room.

“Good evening, Mr. Fox,” Gael greeted him at the door and took his coat.

Stanley walked upstairs but soon came back down.

Under Gael’s puzzled gaze, Stanley asked, “Has Melinda not returned?”

The butler shook his head. At that, Stanley continued, “She hasn’t come back all day?”

“No, sir.”

Strange… She went out early in the morning but still hasn’t returned. What could she be doing?

Stanley didn’t show too much concern in front of Gael but went upstairs again.

After arriving at the study, he took out his phone and dialed her number.

Lo and behold, it was turned off!

Where could she have gone? As her husband, Stanley had no idea.novelxo.com fast update

After administering the nutrient solution, he took a hot bath. He couldn’t figure out how he had upset her. Have I even? But I swear she didn’t leave upset!

Coming out of the bath, he entered the study and read a book for a while, occasionally glancing out the window, but Melinda still hadn’t returned. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

She probably won’t come back tonight…

Stanley felt glum; his mood was terrible. He lay in bed alone, and his thoughts started to drift away….

Her figure kept lingering in his mind.

He passed a wakeful night that night. However, he didn’t want to admit it.

Similarly, it was also a sleepless night for two figures inside Repulse Bay. Taylor and Melinda worked tirelessly in the research laboratory, overcoming obstacles in their drug research with seamless.

Chapter 132 That’s Her, Shirlene Grayson

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coordination.

To save time, they had to develop the first drug as soon as possible, for the second drug needed a three- day interval before application.

Dawn approached, and the beautiful sunrise streamed into the window, creating a serene and lovely. morning.

At last, the first bottle of medication was successfully developed!

Both of them stared at the precious little bottle on the table with joy. Melinda still wore a mask, but they both sighed in relief.

“Shall we start conducting experiments?” Taylor asked cautiously.

“We don’t have time. We can only gamble,” Melinda whispered. “I mean, things can’t get much worse when the skin has already reached this state, can it?”

Indeed. Things couldn’t get any worse.

Chloe labeled the medicine bottle. This is just a lubricant, it doesn’t have a significant curative effect, but it’s necessary. Go downstairs and see if she’s awake, apply it to her, and make a note of the time.”

“You should get some rest. You’ve stayed up all night, and your health is important.” Taylor took the medicine bottle. “Leave the rest to me.”

“I’ll finish up here.” She wasn’t tired at all. “You go ahead. We’ll rest together later.”

“Alright.”

It was a brand new day that day, and the entertainment industry was welcoming an eagerly anticipated joyous occasion.

The opening ceremony of The Love in Sapphire Bay’ took place at a hotel, attracting various media. outlets and industry insiders. The official portraits were flawless, with even the supporting cast members possessing stunning looks that could overshadow many others.

The actors had woken up early and arrived at the hotel. The stylists and makeup artists were well- prepared in advance.

The lawn in the hotel’s backyard was spacious and basked in warm sunlight.

Shirlene sat in a recliner with her eyes closed, dressed in a fashionable outfit, with two makeup artists attending to her on either side, their movements gentle as if afraid of disturbing her.

“Miss Grayson, could you please sit up and open your eyes? We need to apply eye makeup on you,” a female makeup artist requested.

However, Shirlene, immersed in her tranquility, kept her eyes closed and remained silent as if she were asleep. Under the sunlight, her delicate face looked a