Chapter 357

Freya stepped forward and snatched the apple right out of Neil’s hand. Totally taken aback, Neil just gawked at her.

“Ease up on the fruits; we’ve got a feast coming up tonight!” Freya announced.

“A feast?” Neil was puzzled. With Preston and Hans, the two reigning frugality kings, around, where on earth would a feast come from? He had been staying with the Tyler family for days and hadn’t seen a proper meal yet!

Neil almost blurted out his thoughts but decided to ask Hans instead, “What feast? Where’s this feast coming from?”

“Ms. Dawson mentioned she’s preparing a big dinner to thank Dr. Anderson.”

“Thank me? For what?”

“For your ointment.”

Hearing what Hans had to say, Neil was even more confused. “But shouldn’t you be thanking Preston, not me? He’s the one who shelled out the cash!”

Sure, developing those ointments wasn’t cheap, and it was Preston who footed the bill. Despite Preston being notoriously tight-fisted with his own expenses, skimping wherever he could, he never hesitated to splurge on matters important to him. Like the time he funded Freya’s ointment development without blinking an eye—a cool million just like that. The research lab was over the moon!

“Let’s not worry about the boss’s affairs, Dr. Anderson. Just know this dinner is to thank you.”

“Being a good Samaritan without seeking recognition? What are you, the modern-day Mother Teresa?”

Neil almost burst into applause for Preston.

Later, spotting Freya fiddling with her phone in the kitchen, Neil approached her. “Ms. Dawson, what are you up to?”

“Ordering groceries.”

“Groceries?”

“Yeah, there seems to be no fresh market nearby, so I’m ordering from a supermarket app to cook something up.”

As Freya explained, Neil’s face fell. “Ms. Dawson, do you even know where we are?”

“No clue. Oddly, the GPS isn’t working.”

“That’s because this is the Tyler family estate… Of course, it wouldn’t work.”

Preston had loads of enemies on his case, tons of people wanting him gone. So, anywhere Preston bunked down was fitted out with signal jammers. But, it didn’t screw up the Wi-Fi or anything.

“How about you just tell me what you need, and I’ll go get it? It’s not far.”

“Alright then!”

Freya didn’t hesitate and sent Neil the list she had prepared.

“I wasn’t sure what you liked, Dr. Anderson. I hope it’s enough, but I can always add more.”

Reviewing the list, Neil’s eyes lit up. It had been ages since he had a meal this grand!

“It’s enough! More than enough!” Neil assured her thrice, fearing she might change her mind.

“I was thinking of making some Western dishes since I know you’re from abroad, but…”

“Please, no Western food.”

Just the mention of Western cuisine made Neil queasy. “You have no idea; White people’s food is so repetitive, I’m sick of it. I’ve developed a love for the diverse flavors here, especially spicy Sichuan dishes. Could you make an extra spicy dish tonight?”

Freya had never met a foreigner so passionate about spicy food. “No problem, Dr. Anderson. Especially for you, after bringing that ointment…”

“I was about to say, that ointment, it wasn’t actually…”

“Neil, are you going to buy those groceries or what?” Preston’s voice suddenly interrupted from behind, and Neil immediately clamped his mouth shut.