Chapter 1050 - 493: To Each Their Own

Chapter 1050: Chapter 493: To Each Their Own

Kenneth Osborne said nothing more, and quietly brushed past Lawrence Winters as he left Quentin Parker’s mansion.

Lawrence Winters watched his figure disappear down the sidewalk in front of the door, and soon he vanished into the roadside greenery, no longer visible.

Mrs. Foster witnessed everything clearly from upstairs, feeling relieved that her son’s biggest rival was finally gone; otherwise, she truly worried her son might suffer the greatest setback of his life.

To be honest, Mrs. Foster hadn’t expected her son, who once enjoyed dating minor celebrities, to become so fond of a girl to this extent.

Let alone coaxing her into bed, he might not have even held her hand.

Tsk tsk, being this pure means he’s completely smitten with her.

With things at this stage, she, as a mother, must step in.

Mrs. Foster curled her lips into a smile and said, "Lawrence, I remember you like steamed lobster. Our chef is great with seafood, and the seafood market here in Arcadia City is famously fresh. Many transactions happen directly from the fishing boats at the harbor, with fish, crabs, and shrimp caught straight from deep sea."

Lawrence Winters was practically salivating at her words, and for a moment her desire for delicious food overshadowed her regret over the handsome man, lifting her head with a bright and sunny smile like summer sunshine, "Really?! The most important thing about seafood is its freshness. If the ingredients are fresh, even just boiling them is a supreme delight!"

"Exactly! It seems Lawrence is a true food lover." Mrs. Foster smiled sincerely, "That’s perfect, I also enjoy all kinds of culinary delights. Once your competition is over, how about a cross-continental trip together, sampling various local delicacies?"

"Definitely!" Lawrence Winters’ eyes lit up, "I’ll go ahead and book it then!" ℴ

"No problem, I’ll be ready anytime." Mrs. Foster beamed with joy.

Once the cross-continental journey across the American Continent is complete, the Foster Family should be preparing for an extravagant century wedding...

...

When Kenneth Osborne went out, he didn’t drive the car Quentin Parker lent him, but he forgot to return the keys to Lawrence Winters.

After settling into the hotel he booked for himself, he took a shower, and while tidying up his clothes to wash, he discovered the car key.

He didn’t want to return to that place, so he sent a WeChat message to Abigail Henderson: Barrister Henderson, are you free tonight to continue discussing your findings?

He planned to use the evening’s legal discussion as an opportunity to give Abigail Henderson the car key to pass to Lawrence Winters.

Abigail Henderson had just settled down, also showered, and was about to start working on her computer.

When she heard the notification of a new WeChat message on her phone, she glanced at it and was quite surprised to see Kenneth Osborne.

Don’t we live on the same floor, yet use WeChat to communicate?

She still didn’t know Kenneth Osborne had moved out.

But she didn’t leave her room to seek him out.

As a lawyer, she must meet the client’s communication preferences.

Some clients dislike phone calls, or face-to-face meetings, preferring emails, texts, and WeChat, which means she must adapt to clients’ preferences.

The client paying the fees is the boss.

Abigail Henderson replied: Free, where shall we discuss after dinner? Your room or mine? Mr. Parker’s house should have a study, or we could discuss there.

Kenneth Osborne replied: I’m at the hotel, if it’s convenient, could you come to my hotel room? My room number is XXX.

He sent her both the room number and the address.

Abigail Henderson couldn’t contain her surprise and sent several exclamation marks: !!!

She decided to call him, "Mr. Osborne, what’s going on? Aren’t you staying on the same floor with us?"

Kenneth Osborne chuckled lightly and said, "There are too many people, and I felt it was inconvenient. But this is a personal choice and has nothing to do with anyone else."

"How about I move to the same hotel as you?" Abigail Henderson had stayed at Quentin Parker’s mansion mainly because Kenneth Osborne was there, making communication convenient.

Now that Kenneth Osborne had moved out, there wasn’t much need to stay there.

But Kenneth Osborne discouraged her, "Barrister Henderson, you should continue staying there to keep Heavenly Master company, otherwise it might be awkward for her to stay with the Foster family mother and son."

Abigail Henderson: "..."

She seemed to grasp some profound reasoning.

Abigail Henderson smiled slightly and said, "Alright, I understand. By the way, Mr. Osborne, where are you having dinner tonight? Maybe I should come over now, and we can discuss continuously, allowing me to return earlier this evening."