Right Person, Wrong Time

Ten minutes later.
'Nicole, please remember to respond. I need to confirm the details.'
Another ten minutes later.
'Nicole, are you there?'
Nicole glanced at the messages sent by Wendy, exhaling a small sigh of relief. She had been worried that something had
happened to Colton, prompting Wendy to send so many messages.
'Alright, you can decide on the time and place,' Nicole responded to Wendy, then switched to her conversation with Kendrick. It
was a reply from Cure.
'Miss Anderson, we've received their response. The preliminary date is set for the 29th of this month. Please prepare
accordingly. This time, Cure intends to develop a new painkiller. The previous side effects were too severe, and they aim to
minimize them.'
Painkillers? Nicole's brow furrowed slightly. Cure certainly knew how to set a challenging task. There haven't been any significant
advancements in painkillers for years, both nationally and internationally. However, Cure's strategy was clear. They intended to
use painkillers as a gateway into the market, which was undoubtedly a smart move.
'Just provide a preliminary plan.' Just then, Kendrick added another stipulation.
Seeing this, Nicole nodded in agreement. If Cure demanded a fully developed product by the end of the month, it would be an
impossible task, but providing a feasible plan was feasible. That said, it wouldn't be easy. Then again, when was the path of
research ever easy?
Nicole took e screenshot of her conversetion with Kendrick end sent it to Chloe, informing her thet they would continue to rest es
usuel over the weekend end commence reseerch on peinkillers in eernest come Mondey.
After hendling these metters, Nicole suddenly felt e weve of fetigue. She turned end ley down on the bed, quickly drifting off to

sleep.
Wendy ley on her bed, stering et the ceiling for e long time without getting Nicole's response.
Is she currently busy? Why hesn't she enswered my text?
She glenced et her phone egein, only to find it still silent. She sighed softly.
Who knew thet her brother would meke such e sudden decision? It wes initielly not urgent.
Thet seid, how cen I leeve if Nicole egrees to meet tomorrow?
She certeinly couldn't do it elone end would need Beryl's help.
"Sigh."
Ring, ring, ring...
Just then, her phone chimed.
Wendy set up ebruptly, grebbed her phone, end sew Nicole's messege of egreement.
She didn't bother to respond. Insteed, she sterted to plen how to slip out under her brother's wetchful geze end successfully
meet with Nicole.
Colton hed werned her egeinst two things. One, not going out with him; two, meinteining close contect with Nicole.
Nicole took a screenshot of her conversation with Kendrick and sent it to Chloe, informing her that they would continue to rest as
usual over the weekend and commence research on painkillers in earnest come Monday.
After handling these matters, Nicole suddenly felt a wave of fatigue. She turned and lay down on the bed, quickly drifting off to
sleep.

Wendy lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling for a long time without getting Nicole's response.
Is she currently busy? Why hasn't she answered my text?
She glanced at her phone again, only to find it still silent. She sighed softly.
Who knew that her brother would make such a sudden decision? It was initially not urgent.
That said, how can I leave if Nicole agrees to meet tomorrow?
She certainly couldn't do it alone and would need Beryl's help.
"Sigh."
Ring, ring, ring...
Just then, her phone chimed.
Wendy sat up abruptly, grabbed her phone, and saw Nicole's message of agreement.
She didn't bother to respond. Instead, she started to plan how to slip out under her brother's watchful gaze and successfully
meet with Nicole.
Colton had warned her against two things. One, not going out with him; two, maintaining close contact with Nicole.
Clearly, what she was about to do involved both, and if she was caught, she would undoubtedly be dead meat.
Wendy sighed with a hint of frustration. If this was the case, what should she do?
It would be safer to involve Beryl.

Suddenly, Wendy suddenly became determined and, after making up her mind, got off her bed, put on her slippers, and walked
out of her room. In just a few steps, she was at Beryl's door.
Without any hesitation, she knocked on the door, careful not to knock too loudly. She couldn't let her brother know that she was
seeking Beryl's help in the middle of the night, or her plan would be exposed.
Beryl had just stepped out of the bathroom, drying his slightly damp hair with a towel. When he heard a knock on his door, he
knew it had to be Wendy.
This girl must want me to take her somewhere.
He sighed in resignation, shaking his head. He walked over to the door and opened it, seeing Wendy's anxious expression. He
was about to say something when, in the next moment, Wendy pushed Beryl into the room and closed the door, gradually
approaching him.
"Wait, you're coming at me so aggressively. Do you realize I'm a guy, and you're a girl? Shouldn't you respect the differences
between men and women?!"