Blizzard, First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 37

Isabel looked at Dylan.

Dylan crossed his arms. “I haven’t told him yet.”

“Someone came to me with a fragment of that formula,” Old Mr. Foster said, draining his teacup. “I don’t understand those equations, but I’ve seen your notes. I recognize your handwriting.”

Isabel refilled his cup and, at his gesture, sat down. “That fragment is practically useless. I can write something much better.”

Old Mr. Foster replied, “But with that fragment, she has enough to get into your lab.”

“I know,” Isabel said. “I told Dylan it was fine, but he kept stalling.”

“Which is why she came to me.” Old Mr. Foster knew Isabel’s capabilities and wasn’t worried, but... “Adrian also got involved. I have to do him a favor.”

Isabel had suspected as much.

Adrian would never let Selena suffer the slightest inconvenience.

Still feeling guilty toward Old Mr. Foster, she didn’t want to make things difficult for him. “It’s alright, you can just agree to it. It’s no problem.”

Old Mr. Foster changed the subject, asking about her hand and her future research plans.

Isabel answered each question dutifully.

Midway through the meal, she excused herself to use the restroom.

On her way back, she passed a private room.

A waiter was coming out with a tray, and as she stepped aside to let him pass, she heard Selena’s voice.

“Mom, how have you been these past few years?”

Mom?

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