Chapter 1130

Hearing that, Roxanne instinctively furrowed her brows, her tone turning indifferent. “Oh, no, no. Mr. Damaris is only a business partner. He provided the medicinal herbs to keep the research on schedule.”

Colby’s words reminded Roxanne of her sons, sparking unsettling thoughts. How would they believe her if even Colby mistook her relationship with Jack? She couldn't understand why others would misinterpret it.

Colby flashed an unfazed smile. “No need to rush your denial, Dr. Jarvis. It’s natural for Mr. Damaris to be impressed by someone as skilled as you.” Then, as if concerned she was unaware, he beamed. “I’m afraid you don’t know, but everyone at the institute is talking about your relationship with Mr. Damaris.”

Roxanne stiffened. “What are you talking about?”

Colby shrugged. “He’s always by your side during his visits, and he’s so considerate. It’s hard not to assume you’re romantically involved.”

Roxanne opened her mouth, realizing she couldn't refute it. “Dr. Galloway, if you hear anyone talking about this, please explain that Mr. Damaris and I are only friends. Nothing more.”

Colby inclined his head. “I will.” He added, “Still, this won’t die down easily. If you don’t want others to misunderstand, it’s best to keep your distance from him.”

Roxanne nodded. “Thank you for the reminder. I will.”

Colby said nothing more, leading his men to inventory the medicine. Unbeknownst to Roxanne, a peculiar look flashed across his eyes.

Jack visited the institute almost daily, spending hours with Roxanne discussing research progress. The employees had indeed been talking, but Colby’s words stemmed from concern about their relationship. Only after Roxanne’s denial did he feel relieved.

Roxanne, however, felt increasingly frustrated. That afternoon, Jack arrived as usual. “How’s the research? Was the morning shipment of herbs sufficient? If not, I can send more,” he said in front of other researchers.

Roxanne felt, perhaps mistakenly, that everyone was watching them. Looking around, however, she only saw them working diligently. She chided herself; her anxiety stemmed from guilt over Colby’s words. She mused, I’m always with Colby too, so why is it only Jack?

The thought of her sons returned, and Roxanne pressed her lips together.

“Dr. Jarvis?” Jack asked, noticing her expression. “What are you thinking about?”

Roxanne smiled quickly. “Nothing.”

“These medicinal herbs…” Jack began, but Roxanne interrupted. “Why don’t we talk outside? Let’s not disturb everyone.”