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Chapter 647: Congratulations to both of you, Floyd forced a stiff smile.

So the rumors were true, then.

You owe me a meal.

It stung, but it wasnt the end.

After all, they were only dating, not married.

Things could still change.

Kellan responded in his usual, unruffled tone, Of course.

Sensing the barely concealed frustration in Floyds shifting demeanor, Kellan understood what he was feeling all too well.

What do you like to eat, Mr.

Pierce? he asked, his fingers still entwined with Allisons as his dark eyes held Floyds.

His every move, every gesture, marked Allison as his.

Floyds face tightened, but he held back his anger.

Anythings fine.

Allison and I have similar tastes, he said, a faint smile warming his expression.

We both enjoy cod, for instance.

The words were casual, but the we lingered in the air, subtly marking their shared past.

No worries, Mr.

Lloyd.

Allison can order for me, Floyd added, his discomfort at Kellans close proximity to Allison clear, though he wasnt about to give up just yet.

Kellans eyes narrowed slightly.

He could easily detect Floyds attempt to flaunt his history with Allison.

Still, Kellan responded with a faint smile, unfazed.

Cod isnt exactly a rare delicacy, he remarked with calm confidence.

Their eyes met, both men exchanging a tense, charged look.

And, like old favorites, tastes can change, he added smoothly.

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Very true.

Who knows? Maybe Allisons preferences will shift one day.

They stared at each other, their tones outwardly polite, but tension simmered beneath the surface.

Allison, sensing the growing intensity, interjected, her voice flat.

If you two are planning to argue, perhaps find another place.

Lornas still sleeping.

Her words dissolved the atmosphere in an instant.

I wouldnt dare argue with Mr.

Lloyd, Floyd said, his tone almost teasing.

After all, hes well-known for his… aloofness.

Just then, his phone buzzed.

He glanced at the screen it was an urgent call from the hospital.

Kellan smirked, lazily lifting his gaze.

Looks like Mr.

Pierce is quite the busy man.

With a resigned sigh, Floyd couldnt help but shoot Kellan a frustrated look.

But he had no choice; he had to take the call.

After a moment, he turned to Allison, his expression regretful.

Lately, since the MDH Institute asked me to collaborate with the hospital here in Ontdale, its been non-stop with critically ill patients.

Thats because youre an exceptional doctor, and they need you, Allison said understandingly.

Youd better go.

Theyre waiting.

Alright.

Floyd nodded, casting Kellan a meaningful glance.

Well talk another day.

Kellans eyes glinted.

Sure, another day.

After Floyd left, Kellan guided Allison to the living room and unhurriedly prepared a cup of coffee.

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