Before Bella finished speaking, Lance coldly interrupted, "There are many things to handle at the company, you can go eat by yourself, I won't accompany you."
As Lance spoke, his tone was very indifferent, showing a hint of indifference.
Bella's expression froze, her face showing some displeasure.
"Oh...," Bella said, feeling rejected once again.
Lance's refusal served as a solid rejection for her.
Bella pursed her lips and continued, "Since you're busy at noon, how about we have dinner together tonight? I heard the food is really good."
"Lance, you'll definitely like it."
But no matter what Bella said, Lance remained cold.
He shook his head, saying, "I have a client to meet tonight."
He rejected Bella again.
For a moment, she stood there feeling awkward.
Anyone with eyes could see Lance's lack of interest in her. At this point, she couldn't continue to insist, so she nodded.
"Well, if you're busy today, let's reschedule for another day. Just make sure you're not busy then!"
Lance murmured, "Next time for sure."
"I still have work to do here, so I won't walk you out."
The implication was that she should leave now.
Bella felt speechless and furious, but she maintained a polite demeanor.
"Alright, I won't bother you anymore, Lance. I'll leave first."
With that, she turned and left.
Back in the car, Bella was filled with anger.
"Damn it!"
She forcefully pounded the steering wheel, her face turning red with anger.
As the mistress of the Mercer family, the position belonged to her...
After Bella left, Lance immersed himself in work again.
Xavier understood Lance's schedule very well.
He had no social engagements tonight, just an excuse to reject Bella.
Xavier couldn't help but shake his head, thinking, "With Mr. Mercer's personality, when will he meet a girl he likes?"
Suddenly, Deanna's beautiful face flashed through Xavier's mind.
Having been with Mr. Mercer for so long, Dr. Deanna was indeed different from others.
Suddenly, the urgent ringtone of his phone interrupted Lance's work progress.
Picking up the phone, he saw it was a call from his mother.
He frowned and answered the call.
Before Lance could speak, Samantha started scolding, "You little rascal, what good deeds did you do today! Bella finally came to the company, and you didn't even accompany her for a meal. How could you be so clueless?"
Samantha was both angry and anxious. Her son was good in many ways, but when it came to emotions, he was completely clueless!
"I think Bella is a nice girl, very good. It's time for you to settle down and get to know her."
Samantha's words were heartfelt.
But no matter what, Lance still appeared indifferent,
He directly replied, "Mom, I'm not interested in Bella, so don't bother."
Samantha was frustrated, "You, you're not interested? Then who are you interested in? When do you plan to get married? Are you trying to drive me crazy?"
Lance replied coldly, "I have my own plans."
After saying this, without giving Samantha a chance to speak again, he hung up.
He wouldn't do something he didn't want to do, no one could force him.
...
After returning home, Deanna went straight to the bedroom and began searching for the remaining medicinal plant seeds.
The rare medicinal plant seeds she had stored away would finally come in handy.
After selecting many suitable varieties for cultivation, Deanna finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If she could succeed in cultivating this time... in the future, they wouldn't have to be so tight on rare medicinal plants.
She held the seeds in her hand, determination gleaming in her eyes. This time, she must succeed!
After descending the mountain, Deanna maintained contact with the steward.
Building the greenhouse was a top priority, and there was no room for error.
She thought it would take at least a week to build the greenhouse.
Unexpectedly, on the second day, the steward called.
"Dr. Deanna, the greenhouse has been built."
Deanna was surprised, "So fast?"
Indeed, the Mercer family's people were efficient in everything they did.
The steward nodded, "Yes, it's all done. Dr. Deanna, when would you like to come over and start planting?"
Deanna checked the time and thought for a moment, "Alright, I'll come over tomorrow."
The steward agreed, "Okay, Dr. Deanna."
Cultivating medicinal plants needed to start as soon as possible.