That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Liam’s treatment had come to an end, and all that was left was to prescribe medication periodically and remind Liam to take it on time.

Olivia no longer needed to visit the Whitaker family frequently, giving her more free time. She spent most of her days at the research institute, either handling trivial matters or working in the lab with other researchers on development projects.

Gabriel, who had been her assistant abroad, naturally continued to assist her, and their teamwork was seamless.

On this day, they finally made a breakthrough in their research and left the lab early.

Gabriel suggested, “We’ve been busy for so many days. How about we have a meal together to celebrate?”

Upon hearing this, Olivia glanced at the time and apologetically declined, “Maybe another day. I need to pick up the kids soon.”

Hearing this reason, Gabriel didn’t insist. They left the research institute one after the other.

As soon as Olivia got into her car, her phone rang again. It was Harold calling.

“Senior, what’s up?”

Harold’s gentle voice came through, “Do you have some time later? We’ve been back in the country for so long but haven’t had a chance to catch up. I wonder if I have the honor of treating Dr. Prescott to a meal today?”

Olivia was about to say she needed to pick up the kids when Harold’s voice came through again, “I’ve already booked a restaurant and am just waiting for you to come.”

Hearing this, Olivia swallowed her refusal.

She indeed needed to pick up the three little ones, but since Harold had gone to such lengths, it would seem unkind to refuse.

Moreover, when she first went abroad, Harold had helped her a lot. Both emotionally and rationally, she shouldn’t leave him alone.

“Alright, where are you? I’ll be there soon.” She finally agreed.

Harold seemed to have anticipated that she wouldn’t refuse and immediately provided the restaurant’s name and location.

Olivia agreed.

After hanging up, she called Charlotte to ask her to pick up the three little ones from kindergarten. Then she changed her route to head to the restaurant Harold had booked.

When she arrived, Harold had already been waiting for a while.

Seeing Olivia enter, Harold waved her over. Olivia quickly walked over and sat down opposite him, apologizing, “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Harold smiled indifferently, “It’s okay. Did I interrupt your work earlier?”NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

When they were abroad, Olivia often lost track of time due to work and sometimes even worked through the night.

Olivia shook her head with a smile, “No, I happened to finish work early today.”

After saying that, she waved over a waiter and said to Harold, “I was late today, so let me treat you this time. Besides, I returned to the country earlier than you did. Consider this your welcome dinner.”

Harold agreed without objection, “Then I won’t be polite.”

They ordered their meals and started chatting about their respective work, becoming deeply engrossed in the conversation.

Meanwhile, at the restaurant entrance, the manager personally welcomed a group of people inside.

Victor was surrounded by others and occasionally turned his head to listen to someone speaking beside him.

As he turned his head, he noticed a familiar figure by the window.

Seeing the two people chatting happily at the table, Victor’s expression suddenly turned cold.

“Mr. Leer?” One of his companions noticed him stopping abruptly and urged him on in confusion.

Victor furrowed his brows and slowly withdrew his gaze from the two people before joining his companions in heading into a private room.