Lord Duncan

Paige's apartment.

After asking about some security details, Linda came out of the bedroom looking very upset.

But the daughter's expression was too natural.

So she couldn't say much, and could only glare at Adam a few times after she came out.

"Ms. Watson, I've already asked Lisa to make a dinner reservation. Shall we dine together later?"

Adam smiled and extended an invitation.

"I have no appetite."

Linda frowned in disgust. "David, let's go!"

"I'm actually a little hungry."

David and Adam had a pleasant conversation, and besides, he thought Adam and Paige were a match made in heaven. He didn't want his lover and Adam to remain at odds, which would put him and Paige in an awkward position. So he tried to smooth things over.

"Why don't we eat together to avoid wasting food?"

Linda was fuming, but when she met her lover's gaze, she could only helplessly stay.

A middle-aged romance is not as spoiled as a teenage first love; it involves compromise and consideration.

Linda was careful to save face for David in front of his younger relatives, especially his daughter Paige.

"Is Lisa the assistant you gave to Paige? Let's have her join us for dinner later."

After Linda reluctantly accepted this messy situation, she decided to investigate Lisa, who was essentially replacing her.

"OK."

Adam, without hesitation, called Lisa to inform her.

Then the scene fell silent again.

Paige ignored the three of them and sat back down at her desk, busy with her own things.

Linda thought about her conversation with her daughter and kept a straight face, not wanting to speak.

"Adam, I heard you're a writer?"

David broke the silence once again.

"Part-time writer".

Adam, knowing David's good intentions, smiled and said, "I started writing after graduating from high school, mainly to achieve financial freedom. My goal has always been clear: to become a doctor who heals the sick and saves lives. Now I am a surgical intern at New York Medical Center."

"New York Medical Center?"

David exclaimed in surprise, "The New York Train Derailment Disaster that's all over the TV today, it seems like the injured were taken to New York Medical Center?"

"Right."

Adam nodded. "We had already worked more than ten hours, and I was driving to Paige's place in the early hours of the morning..."

"You come over every night?"

Linda interrupted in shock, "Paige is so young, how could you?!"

Clearly, during the process of passing on safety knowledge to her daughter, Linda learned some unspeakable details and was deeply worried about Adam's nightly visits.

Everything in excess is bad, and happiness is no exception!

"No."

Adam quickly explained, "Interns are all too busy. I don't have time to come every day. I only come every Sunday. These past few days, I've been working on an academic paper with Paige, so I sacrificed my rest time and rushed over overnight."

"Collaboration on academic papers?"

Linda's expression softened slightly.

Adam explained the origins and development of the Duncan - Adler formula.

"I see."

Linda looked much better.

It turns out that her own daughter also gave a great return, so it seems that both sides are indeed equal.

"You were planning to come over in the early hours of the morning, and then you received news of the train derailment?"

David smiled and steered the conversation back on track.

"Right."

Adam nodded. "The hospital received the news and immediately recalled all of us. We were all mobilized to receive wave after wave of accident victims. We were busy until nine o'clock before we finally finished, and we didn't have time to eat."

"Being a doctor is really not easy."

David sighed.

"Indeed."

Adam said, "I have plenty of energy, so I'm okay. My colleagues, however, worked for forty hours straight. When it was time to rest, they ignored the blood and dirt on their bodies and just fell asleep in the duty room. Some were so tired that they didn't want to move and just lay down on the cots in the corridor to sleep."

"If that's the case, why do you insist on becoming a doctor?"

Linda asked, puzzled, "You're so rich and write so well, why don't you become a famous, wealthy, and leisurely professional writer?"

"..."

Adam's lips twitched.

If Linda's words are combined with Adam's good looks and gentle nature, it's as if she's treating Adam like Duncan.

"Doctors can cure diseases and save lives."

Adam declared righteously, "Today I saved nine critically ill patients and six seriously ill patients. This makes me happier than when I earned my first billion dollars! This is my lifelong pursuit, just like Paige's dedication to Mathematical Science."

The subsequent system's frequent reminders, plus 0.01*9 and 0.005*6, amounted to 0.12 years (43.8 days), but only consumed 0.8 days, resulting in a net increase of 43 days in lifespan.

Such a significant increase in Lifespan expectancy is so delightful and fascinating!

However, outsiders are unaware of this.

David: "..."

Linda: "..."

Both of them were speechless.

Even though David admired Adam a lot, he now inexplicably suspected that Adam was putting on an act.

Linda was impressed by Adam and Paige's shared pursuit of their careers, but also shocked by Adam's mention of "the first billion dollars."

"Your first hundred million dollars? How much money do you actually have?"

"Hehe."

Adam smiled reservedly and said, "When money reaches a certain level, it's just a bunch of numbers, meaningless. I don't care about that, so I don't know the specific number."

"..."

David's lips twitched.

He was now certain that Adam was just showing off.

However, given the circumstances, it's understandable that Adam would want to impress Paige's mother.

He didn't say anything more.

"Is writing books really that profitable?"

Linda, however, believed it to be true and exclaimed in shock.

"Well enough."

Adam explained, "The first hundred million dollars did come largely from writing books, but most of what followed was a capital game of making money from money, where the depth of capital and the accuracy of one's vision were paramount."

"You..."

Linda glanced at David hesitantly.

She knew that David was starting a business and lacked capital.

Starting a business is much easier and smoother if someone invests in it.

But she had just warned Paige not to have any financial dealings with Adam...

David understood and immediately shook his head gently, his eyes resolute.

The reason he started his business was that he didn't want to be constrained.

He believes in his abilities and enjoys the entrepreneurial process.

Furthermore, he genuinely Linda and cares deeply for Paige, so he naturally understands the necessity for men and women to interact equally without financial entanglements.

He was unwilling for Linda to ask Adam to invest in him.

Adam noticed the change in their expressions and understood their thoughts, so he simply pretended not to know.

"I actually enjoy reading too."

David smiled and changed the subject, "My favorite author is Jane Austen."

"The author of Pride and Prejudice."

Adam nodded. "She wrote a masterpiece that has been circulated worldwide for over a hundred years, and its influence is indeed enormous."

"Right."

David laughed and said, "But compared to the widely known Pride and Prejudice, I prefer her other novel, Emma."

"Emma ..."

Adam paused, glanced at Linda Watson, and his expression became somewhat strange.