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Chapter 182

Chapter 182 Resend It Dalton did not set his phone down once throughout the party.

It was hard for Fabian not to notice this, seeing as Dalton usually did not have his phone on his person.

"You get some important business going on?" Fablan asked with a raised brow.

Dalton smiled. "Not business. It's a friend."

As he said this, he unlocked the screen. His gaze Immediately darkened, and he began to type. His normally placid expression flickered slightly.

"I just sent it," he replied as Emperor VIP Sir Yarwood.

He got a reply instantly, which read, "I didn't receive it. Maybe you sent it while my account was suspended and it was lost. Resend it."

*Resend it?" he thought. He rubbed the flat of his fingers against his phone and made no reply.

He could still remember the frustration he had felt after sending the photo the first time. He glanced at the chessboard to the side, looking somewhat dazed.

Fabian grew curious at the sight of this. Before he could ask Dalton what was wrong, he heard someone. say softly, "Grandpa, you didn't tell me you'd be here!"

It was Naomi. She was wearing a long, white dress that made her look like an angel. She feigned surprise when she entered the room and saw Dalton. "Oh, I didn't expect you to be here too, Dale."

Dalton regarded her indifferently. Without responding to the nickname she had given him, he rose to his feet courteously. "Mr. Quinnell Senior, I've got to go handle a couple of things."

Fabian didn't stop him from leaving. "Very well, then. Remember what you promised me."

Neither of them bothered to elaborate on the said promise in Naomi's presence.

Naomi watched Dalton leave without acknowledging her. She bit her l*p dejectedly. "Grandpa, I don't think Dale's happy to see me."

"He's never happy to see anyone," Fabian countered dryly.

However, Naomi looked so much like his long-lost granddaughter that he softened his tone. "Come here. Sit down and keep me company. Tell me, have you met Dr. Genius yet?"

Naomi stiffened.

"Yeah," she muttered, sounding a little despondent. "But I don't think she likes me very much."

Fabian frowned. "What do you mean?"

Lowering her gaze, Naomi recounted, "Well, I brought her gifts the other day to see if she'd change her mind.

Chapter 182 Resend It

"She told me that she won't waste her time on any of us, though it's probably Aunt Fiona's fault.novelbin

"Aunt Fiona has already apologized to her, but Dr. Genlus is stubborn. I had no choice but to go back to the hotel after that."

Fabian was skeptical when he heard this. "Doesn't sound like something that young lady would do." He added quietly, "Perhaps I'll go see her personally some time later."

Naomi didn't think Fabian would care so much about some lowly doctor. She knew that Fabian doted on her, and she had come close to bad m*uthing Wynter to him earlier. Thankfully, she didn't.

However, Naomi's relief was entwined with jealousy. "You think so highly of Dr. Genius, Grandpa. didn't praise me even though it's been a while since we last met."

Yet, you

"It can't be helped that Dr. Genius is so likable!" Fabian guffawed. You're ve smart, Naomi, but you've got

nothing on that young lady just yet.

"You'll see for yourself once you get to know her. Remember, Naomim there's always someone out there En who's better than you.

"Don't ever look down on those who come from less fortunate backgrounds. They're the ones with real talent."

Even as her fingers dug into her palms, Naomi forced a smile and said, "I understand."

She figured there must be something wron with her grandfather if he was comparing her to:

bumpkin.

"No matter. That bumpkin is about to k*ss goodbye to her glorious m reputation Naomi thought, comforting

herself.

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