Spoiled by Mr. Russell novel Chapter 1313

Chapter 1313

Cameron was strict about Anastasia’s diet, but he still encouraged her to socialize and hoped she would have friends. However, Anastasia was always reluctant to do so, perhaps due to her low self-esteem.

Alexander was speechless. ‘It turns out Lily just wants to use my name to do something, and she even said she didn't need me at first! I'm still useless, even more so than that punk.’

He turned to look at Galen, who returned a bright smile as if to mock him for being useless to his wife when he was such an influential man in the business world. Alexander just stared at him. ‘What are you laughing at? You’re just a tool!

Lily did not realize the eye contact between the two and assumed that Alexander had agreed to her request. ‘That's settled then. If Secretary Rollins asks about it next time, just tell him what I said earlier.”

Alexander was speechless. ‘It turns out Lily just wants to use my name to do something, and she even said she didn't need me at first! I'm still useless, even more so than that punk.’

He turned to look at Galen, who returned a bright smile as if to mock him for being useless to his wife when he was such an influential man in the business world. Alexander just stared at him. ‘What are you laughing at? You’re just a tool!

Lily did not realize the eye contact between the two and assumed that Alexander had agreed to her request. ‘That's settled then.

If Secretary Rollins asks about it next time, just tell him what I said earlier.”

“Okay...” Alexander hummed, slightly upset.

Maria had waited outside the institute for two days but caught no sight of Austin. It made her doubt herself. ‘Did I get the wrong message? That's impossible! Did Austin not come here at all? That seems possible! After all, he's the miracle doctor. It's good enough for them that he frequents them occasionally to give them some advice. Why would he come here daily on time like a white collar?’

That thought made Maria feel dumb at this moment. After staying here for two days, her complexion did not look well.

He had parked his car at the parking lot outside the institute, and just as he stepped foot in there, he heard hurried footsteps behind him. The pair of high heels clicked against the cemented floor, adding to his headache from the lack of sleep.

Subconsciously, he looked over, only to feel a gush of wind blowing against him, followed by a panting woman as she rushed to speak

. "Mr. Fike. Mr. Fike...”

Before Austin could make sense of the situation, he saw a figure running toward him. The woman was going to reach him, but at her last step, she twisted her ankle and staggered at a distance close to him. Then the woman pondered on him-no, she crashed into him.