Chapter 502 - 498: This Little Girl, Unbelievable!
Richelle Dunn was so amused by Roy Lewis’ words that she couldn’t help but laugh.
“Master Lewis, if I massage you for just a while, I have to devote myself to you, so what about all the times I gave you acupuncture treatments?”
Since establishing their relationship, Roy Lewis had stopped paying her any salary.
At this point, Richelle wasn’t really nitpicking but rather teasing her lover in a playful way.
Roy Lewis replied to her earnestly.
“Well, I can also devote myself to you!”
Richelle Dunn glanced at him, “Master Lewis, you have already given yourself to me; giving yourself again will be considered fraud!”
Roy Lewis had a thick skin, comparable to a city wall, “It’s not impossible to devote myself again, you know. Think of it as an upgraded version of devotion!”
Richelle Dunn mocked, “Yeah, this is like the 2.0 version of devoting yourself, right? It upgrades all your previous shortcomings, adds new patches, and upgrades, right?”
Roy Lewis laughed and nodded, “Absolutely, Dr. Dunn’s reading comprehension is top-notch!”
That night, Roy Lewis insisted that he had already devoted himself twice and demanded that Richelle Dunn sleep beside him.
The hospital bed was already small, and Richelle Dunn was afraid that she might disrupt his wound while asleep; she couldn’t withstand his persistence, so she reluctantly pushed the extra bed together and barely shared the bed.
The following morning, Richelle discovered that a bodyguard car had been added to her convoy with three children.
So that meant the number of bodyguards protecting her and the three children rose from four to eight?
Was her uneasiness actually a premonition of impending danger?
Or had Roy Lewis not noticed anything amiss from her reactions?
Or he had already heard some rumors, afraid of alarming her and the children, and that’s why he didn’t tell her explicitly?
Along the way, Richelle Dunn was extremely vigilant.
As for Parker, his driving skills had improved quite a bit recently.
From the hospital to the Lewis Group headquarters, which usually took almost forty minutes, he arrived in just over twenty minutes.
Mr. Lewis did not accompany them today because he had made plans with his old buddies to drink tea and deliver Tiffany’s painting to someone.
With his age, it was true that Mr. Lewis should not be traveling back and forth daily.
However, regarding the recent rumors, his presence at the Lewis Group’s headquarters was like a calming force.
Though he could not make any substantial decisions, his presence alone stabilized the morale within the company.
At least, Lewis Group’s stock price temporarily showed no decline.
This was proof that Mr. Lewis’s decision was correct.
As Richelle took the three children to the office and sat down, she couldn’t help but think about the other bodyguards who left with Mr. Lewis, and she called him up.
The phone was answered quickly, “Richelle, have you arrived at the company?”
Obviously, not only was Richelle worried about the elder, but he was also concerned about her and the children.
“Yes, we have arrived safely. What about you, grandpa? Have you met your old friends?”
Mr. Lewis glanced at his old friends who had already prepared tea for him and laughed.
“Yes, we’ve already sat down, don’t worry.”
“You guys enjoy your time!”
Mr. Lewis spoke to the children for a moment before hanging up the phone.
The person who had invited him for tea was Mr. Quinn, the same person he had talked to over the phone a few days ago.
“Old Lewis, your granddaughter-in-law seems to treat you quite well?”
Mr. Quinn waited for him to sit down before pouring out the lukewarm tea and serving him a cup of freshly brewed hot tea.
Mr. Lewis grunted, “Not just well, she is even more caring and considerate than that boy Roy.”
Having said that, he took a sip of the tea, and couldn’t help but exclaim, “What a great tea!”
Mr. Quinn looked at him seriously, “Of course, it’s good tea. This is Cloudy Spring Tea, carefully harvested from the tea plantation just a while ago. I’ve brewed every bit of it for you.”
Mr. Lewis chuckled and handed over the painting tube containing Tiffany’s artwork.
“Oh! So my great-granddaughter’s precious handiwork isn’t even worth a small amount of your spring tea?”
Mr. Quinn took the painting tube, unrolled it, and examined it.
“Old Lewis, what great virtue has your family accumulated? This little girl’s painting is full of spirituality and innocence. Among the countless tiger paintings I’ve seen, this one holds a special place in my heart!”
Mr. Lewis clicked his tongue, “You didn’t see it clearly before?”
Mr. Quinn nodded, “Of course, the video couldn’t portray its true essence. With the real painting in front of me, the spirit of the tiger is fully present.”
“Look, this tiger seems to be dozing, but in reality, it’s conserving energy, ready to pounce at any moment when prey appears! Excellent! Excellent!”
Mr. Lewis was delighted, “Yes, that’s right! And who is her great-grandfather, after all?”
Mr. Quinn held the painting with great affection, “That day, you said the little girl wanted to draw a dozing tiger. My heart was pounding, fearing she might draw a dull and lifeless tiger. But this, this is not dull at all; it’s even more majestic than a wide-eyed tiger.”
“This little girl has an unlimited future!”
Mr.. Lewis happily said, “Naturally, you take good care of this painting, and who knows, it might be worth a fortune in a few years!”