Chapter 237 Relatives

"We wouldn't see each other for a whole month, and now it's twice a week. Noel, don't you think that's interesting?" Caleb teased with a smile. Both of them were incredibly busy—one buried in experiments, the other consumed by design blueprints. The number of times they met in a year could be counted on one hand. Noel smiled faintly. "It's all up to your mood. Whenever you feel like showing up, you'll naturally appear." As he spoke, his gaze swept over Whitney. Donald looked surprised. "So you know each other." Then, he turned to Whitney. "Then, this young lady must be Dr. Quinn's girlfriend. Otherwise, we wouldn't see Dr. Quinn here. Normally, we have to go to his lab to find him." Once again, she was mistaken for Caleb's girlfriend. Whitney could already feel the cold and heavy gaze directed at her. She stood up helplessly, smiling as she extended her hand. "Hello, Mr. Johnson. I'm Whitney Spencer, an architectural designer at Universal Architecture and a friend of Dr. Quinn.