“Dr. Yarrow, I’ll be leaving first,” Kathleen declared with a smile.
“Okay. Be careful on the way,” Ethan reminded as he watched her leave.
After leaving the hospital, Kathleen got into her car and called Caleb.
He picked up after two rings.
“Hello. Who are you?” Caleb asked, his voice low and cold.
“Mr. Lewis, hello,” Kathleen answered politely. “I am Kathleen Johnson.”
Kathleen? Isn’t she Samuel’s ex-wife? Why is she calling me?
“Mr. Lewis, I got your phone number from Dr. Yarrow. I want to buy some medicinal herbs, and Dr. Yarrow said you have them,” Kathleen explained.
“So it was Dr. Yarrow who suggested you find me.” His voice still emotionless, Caleb asked, “What do you want?”
“I have a list with me. However, I want the medicinal herbs to be wild. The price is not an issue.”
“Wild medicinal herbs are difficult to find and expensive. Even if I have them, you may not be able to afford them,” Caleb replied monotonously.
Kathleen was at a loss for words.
“Send me your list. I’ll take a look,” Caleb offered in a calm voice.
Judging from his tone, he did not seem reluctant to help.
“Mr. Lewis, why don’t I message you on WhatsApp? It’s easier that way,” Kathleen suggested tentatively.
“Sure.” Caleb nodded.
After hanging up, Kathleen added his phone number to her contacts.
His name in the app was still Caleb Lewis.
Kathleen sent him a message, and he added her to his contacts too.
Then, she sent the list over.
After a while, Caleb texted: This is not a list. It is a prescription.
Kathleen answered: There isn’t much difference.
Caleb: You made this prescription yourself?
Kathleen: Yes
Caleb: Do you know Connor Johnson?
Kathleen texted back after a short pause: He is my granddad.
Caleb: Your granddad?
Kathleen: Yeah, my granddad.
Narrowing his eyes, Caleb typed: If you do me a favor, I can give the medicinal herbs to you for free.
Kathleen was shocked, as she did not expect to hear such pleasant news.
Kathleen: As long as it is not murder or robbery, I’m okay with it.
Caleb: Come to my house at nine o’clock tonight.
Upon seeing that, Kathleen was startled.
Caleb: I’ll send someone to pick you up.
Kathleen froze.
Wait! Does he want to…
She hurriedly texted: Mr. Lewis, I forgot to tell you, but I’m not that kind of woman!”
However, Caleb did not message back after a long time.
Did he not see it? Or is he pretending not to have seen it? I regret agreeing so fast now. I think I’ve shot myself in the foot.
That night at eight o’clock, Caleb came to pick Kathleen up.
Looking at Caleb’s Maybach, Charles commented to Kathleen, “The most amazing car plate number I have seen in Jadeborough is four As, which belongs to your ex-husband, Samuel’s car. The other one will be this car with four ones.”
Kathleen sighed. “I think I’ve messed with the wrong person.”
“I heard Caleb is unmarried and doesn’t even have a girlfriend. It’s fine if you don’t want Christopher. He is cousins with Samuel, so it’s weird anyway. However, Caleb is different!” Charles exclaimed excitedly.
Not wanting to say anything further, Kathleen walked out wearing a black down jacket and got into Caleb’s car.
He was an aloof and handsome man.
However, the cold aura around Caleb was different from Samuel’s. Caleb was more unfeeling, whereas Samuel was more bloodthirsty and crueler.
In other words, Caleb was slightly warmer than Samuel.
Samuel was icy from inside out.
“Uh, Mr. Lewis—” Kathleen began nervously.
Grabbing the steering wheel with his long fingers, Caleb interrupted, “I’m not that kind of man either.”
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