Meeting The One For Me

Chapter 219

“After the Slovomia symposium, | had a lot of questions. | often asked Professor Ilyich about you, but he said that you were injured. And | didn’t hear any news of you thereafter. “Matteo glanced in Taylor’s direction. “I didn’t expect you to go to Evergreen Biotech.”

Taylor nodded with a proud smile. Matteo’s jaw would surely fall to the ground once he found out that Audrey was the founder of Evergreen Biotech. “Yup.” She looked at Taylor. “Mr. Campbell's offer was too enticing for me to turn it down.”

Matteo laughed. “What about now? I'm still hoping for you to come to my team. Professor Ilyich said that you are our best shot. We need someone professional in both biological genes and cranial nerves. | will propose the best offer to you.”

All these years, Matteo hadn’t given up on the brain—machine interface yet. However, the deeper the research went, the more hurdles they faced.

He desperately needed Audrey’s help. That was why he was anxious to meet her today.

The blaze in his eyes flared.

Taylor commented, “You can never take her away.”

He thought that Matteo was being all impatient to pursue her, but it turned out that Matteo wanted to steal talents! “If you're interested in it, you can go through the information.” Matteo came fully prepared as he handed her his tablet. She took it and tucked her hair behind her ears to peruse the information.

Annoyed, Taylor knocked on the table. “Can we eat first?”

“Order something for me. | want to read ‘em.” Audrey seemed to be interested.

Matteo arched his eyebrow at Taylor and drank water.

What would an adventurous scholar and experimentist love? Matteo knew the answer

challenges.

Money could never affect them.

Taylor rolled his eyes at his friend and drank water too.

It was funny considering how Taylor was actually working for her.

Matteo was basically asking the founder of Evergreen Biotech to abandon her company to join his team. Was that even plausible?

Suddenly, Audrey’s finger stopped scrolling on the tablet screen. Her head snapped

upward, she looked at Matteo. “Is it okay for you to show me this confidential information?”

Smiling, he switched their plates of steak. He already cut his into pieces while she didn’t have the time to do it. “This is my way to show how sincere | am about the offer.”

She locked the screen to return him the tablet. “I can’t read the rest. Although | haven’t decided whether to join your team, | can act as an advisor. You can look for me if you have questions.”

“But | still hope that you can give it a thought. This technology can bring benefit the whole society.”

Pictures of Audrey and Mattoe having dinner together were shared with George.

George made his way to the desk lamp with his phone.

In the picture, Matteo was giving the plate of sliced steak to Audrey.

George began to question if Matteo was Audrey's boyfriend.

“This is Mr. Matteo Russo from EF Group.” Edward gave George details of Matteo.

George leafed through the pages.

Instead of mingling around with celebrities and young models, Matteo devoted most of his time to his career. He had been indulging in experiments on the brain—machine interface in recent years.

Amelia—Nathan’s fiancée—was the only celebrity he interacted with.

George’s brows knitted. “Why is it Nathan again? What? His fiancée is Mr. Russo's savior?

George took his glasses on and new te uvum

“| think Audrey should distance herself from Nathan. Nothing comes good whenever he’s involved.” He held his teacup.

“There’s no need to rush things. As you said, Ms. Audrey didn’t admit that she has a boyfriend. In other words, they’re still at the stage of getting to know each other. Maybe, she'll be interested in Mr. Samuel once she meets him at the birthday party.”

George nodded in agreement.

“So... do | have to look deeper into her relationship?” asked Edward.

George said, “No. Audrey might not like it when she finds out about it.”Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

He remembered how Ryan was upset about having someone following him. It was a

lesson learned.

“Yes, sir.”

Audrey, Taylor and Matteo walked out of the restaurant after dinner. It was cold outside.

Gentlemanly, Matteo removed and draped his coat over her shoulders. Warmth was overflowing from his eyes.

“Jeez!” Taylor tucked his hands into his pockets, arching an eyebrow.

“No wonder you're still single,” she teased.

The annoyed man became speechless.

“| hope you'll consider my offer again,” reminded Matteo sincerely.

Noticing the black Passat by the road, she gave Taylor a meaningful look, to which he

nodded.

“lll return your coat to you at a later date.” She might not have time to return the coat to Matteo a while later, hence the heads— up.

While Matteo walked her to the cab, Taylor bit a cigarette at the corner of his lips.

When he was lighting it up, he turned his head to face the black Passet. The cloud of

“| think Audrey should distance herself from Nathan. Nothing comes good whenever he’s involved.” He held his teacup.

“There’s no need to rush things. As you said, Ms. Audrey didn’t admit that she has a boyfriend. In other words, they’re still at the stage of getting to know each other. Maybe, she'll be interested in Mr. Samuel once she meets him at the birthday party.”

George nodded in agreement.

“So... do | have to look deeper into her relationship?” asked Edward.

George said, “No. Audrey might not like it when she finds out about it.”

He remembered how Ryan was upset about having someone following him. It was a lesson learned.

“Yes, sir.”

Audrey, Taylor and Matteo walked out of the restaurant after dinner. It was cold outside. Gentlemanly, Matteo removed and draped his coat over her shoulders. Warmth was overflowing from his eyes. “Jeez!” Taylor tucked his hands into his pockets, arching an eyebrow.

“No wonder you're still single,” she teased.

The annoyed man became speechless.

“| hope you'll consider my offer again,” reminded Matteo sincerely.

Noticing the black Passat by the road, she gave Taylor a meaningful look, to which he nodded.

“lll return your coat to you at a later date.” She might not have time to return the coat to Matteo a while later, hence the heads— up.

While Matteo walked her to the cab, Taylor bit a cigarette at the corner of his lips.

When he was lighting it up, he turned his head to face the black Passet. The cloud of