Silly Bride

Chapter 245

know my temper. I can’t wait that long, so you wouldn’t mind if I just punched him a couple of times, right?”She stopped talking to Harold at once and walked straight toward Riley.The latter appeared slightly dumbfounded after hearing what she had said, but he had no intention of running away at all. With her back against the camera, Winnie furrowed her brows at Riley before throwing a punch at his stomach.There was quite some force involved, and the man immediately fell to the ground, writhing in pain.Then, Winnie pulled him back up from the floor and swiftly whispered something into his remaining ear.Riley’s eyes gleamed as soon as he heard her words.He turned to her in disbelief.Winnie hastily stepped aside to block the camera from detecting the change in Riley’s expression.“Get your ass home and look after your grandkids instead, you old geezer! What are you even still doing here inside a lab at this age?” she spat before hurling him toward the door.While sprawled out against the door, Riley couldn’t help but glance at her.She had just mentioned his granddaughter, Yulissa, whom he had not seen for a long time.The only way he could obtain any news on Yulissa was through Harold, who would only feed him tiny snippets of information about her each time.After Riley left, Winnie poured all her attention back into work.As it was her first time, she stumbled a little as she couldn’t properly grasp the right amount of catalyst during the reaction, so her first attempt was a failure.Still, she was confident in herself and quickly moved on to the second try.Meanwhile, Christopher could only remain on the ground floor since he was prohibited from entering the laboratory which was located in the basement.Despite that, he didn’t waste his time idling around. Using a washroom break as an excuse, he explored the building layout as much as he could.Upon returning, the man coincidentally bumped into Riley emerging from the floor below and tugged along by two men.This was Christopher’s first time seeing Riley in the flesh after lurking here for such a long time, and emotion swirled within him. I swear I’m going to bring him back home.A few hours later, Winnie finally removed her gas mask.She had long been drenched in sweat after wearing her protective gear for so long, and the high temperature certainly didn’t help either. After making an OK sign at the camera, she slumped into a chair.Harold and a few others made their way into the laboratory in protective gear immediately after receiving her gesture.Winnie handed him a beaker before pounding on her own shoulder lightly. “This is it. It’s not a lot. Get someone experienced to give it a try.”“Thank you for your hard work, Ms. Vivian.” Harold took the beaker and handed it to a subordinate before turning back to the woman. “I’ll be sure to reward you highly when this is over.”“As you should,” Winnie responded haughtily.Smiling, Harold said nothing more and turned around to watch his subordinate inspect the product.The latter had already taken a sip of it and immediately began to stagger backward.“Seven?” Seeing such a huge reaction from his subordinate caused a frown to replace Harold’s smile.He turned back to Winnie, preparing to question what kind of concoction she had just made.Suddenly, the subordinate let out a boisterous laugh. “This is it! This is some good stuff! I feel amazing!”Harold’s mood took a turn for the better after he saw the man lose himself.“Incredible!” he exclaimed, spinning around and grabbing Winnie by the shoulders. “You’re unbelievable, Ms. Vivian. You managed to create it at a purity level of ninety-four point seven percent! You’re a godsend. You must be tired now. Come, let’s go outside and have Chris give you a shoulder rub, and then we’ll have a hearty meal for lunch. How about that?”Winnie raised her hand to hit her shoulder again. “I do feel a little sore. That’s a pretty good suggestion, Mr. Horton. It’s true that I need to get some fresh air. Let’s go.”“Yes, let’s.” While speaking, the man even helped her up personally.Winnie shot him a profound glance. “You’re quite the flexible one, Mr. Horton. You used to be so wary of me, but now you’re actually trying to butter me up.”Harold’s lips remained curved. “Butter you up? Not at all. Helping you up is nothing more than a polite gesture.”Winnie merely smiled and said nothing. Had she not known about this man’s history, she might have ended up getting charmed by his good looks and dashing smile.It was past one in the afternoon by the time they returned to