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Chapter 1281

Mike did not know what Mr. R had gone through, but there must have been a story behind his face.

Mr. R was already numb to Mike's reaction toward his face. However, Mike seemed relatively calm. Mr.

R's gaze swept over Mike contemptuously, and his voice became deeper, almost warning, "Mr.

Corden!"

Mike suddenly came to his senses, and the corners of his mouth twitched. ’ Sorry, I didn't know..."

"You don't know how ugly my face was, huh?" Mr. R gently stroked his mask. At this moment, Mike

noticed that the same scars also covered Mr. R's hands.

When Mike gazed down at how this man had worn long sleeves and trousers in such weather, he

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wondered if there were also scars on the rest of Mr. R’s body.

"I didn't mean to offend you," Mike explained.

"Hmph!" Mr. R had grown accustomed to people's screams, contempt, panic, and fear when they saw

him. Nonetheless, he, too, hated his face.

"I'll leave the funds to you, Mr. Corden. I believe Corden Group's financial resources will not let US

down!"

Mike nodded and said, "Of course! Once that is done... You can get what you want once I’ve settled

everything."

Then he turned around, and Mike faced the back of the chair. The two sat silent for a while before Mike

turned around to leave, feeling that the conversation was over. After walking a few steps, a voice

sounded from behind. "Also, tell your men not to test me again. I won't stand for it next time!"

Mike's back stiffened. He turned to look at the back of the chair in shock as he froze in place. Then he

left, closing the door before the room fell silent again.

There were a few restaurants near the laboratory. This part of town was more secluded, with fewer

people around. Therefore, restaurants in this area were extraordinarily quiet, even during mealtime.

Thompson was early. As soon as he saw Lily enter the door, he extended his hand to greet her

enthusiastically. "Lily, over here!"

"Professor Thompson." Although Lily pulled out of the project, she still respected him.

Even though Thompson had hidden much from Lily, he was an older gentleman with outstanding

qualifications. He was also good to her when she worked at the laboratory.

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Besides Lily, everyone in the laboratory had experience in the medicinal herb field. When she first went

in there, she could not help but feel discriminated against. Everyone assumed she had abused her

power and entered through a backdoor.

Despite all that, Thompson stood by her side and supported her. Still, the experiment went in the wrong

direction, and she could no longer stay.

"Please, sit! You don't have to be so courteous with me!" Thompson picked up the teapot and poured

her a cup as he spoke.

Lily quickly picked up the cup and thanked him. Then Thompson handed her the menu and asked,

"What do you want to eat? I remember you're from the south, and this restaurant has good southern

food. I heard it's quite authentic, too." "You're being too nice, Professor Thompson," Lily said, pushing

the menu back. "I'm sure you know I'm not here for a meal."