"You're welcome." "Lance is my good buddy. It's my duty to pick up the doctor at the airport for him." Addison smiled. "Even if you're his buddy, gratitude should always be expressed." Mike didn't know how he walked out of Johnston Residence. His mind was dizzy, and all he could think about was Addison's faint smile. I havetoadmit, Lance isprettylucky. He's got such a beautifulandelegantwife ... D*mnit, Mike, getthatthoughtoutofyourhead. It'scrazy. Whywould I thinksomethinglikethat? ... "I had an unexpected situation on the way and couldn't go to the airport to pick you up. Please forgive me." Lance climbed the stairs and stepped all the way to the top courtyard. Matthew remained motionless, but his eyes held a commanding presence. His gaze swept over Lance like a cold wind, taking in every detail of his face. The handsome brows, the straight nose, and the overall coldness of his expression were a stark contrast to the warm, gentle Mike. Matthew glanced at him once before calmly withdrawing his gaze. With a facelikethatandthatintimidating aura, anyonewouldbeterrifiedto talk tohim. Thatotherguyismuchbetter. Although he is a bit clueless, atleasthe'sgentleandwouldn'tscare Angel. "Let me offer you this tea instead of alcohol as a form of my apologies," Lance said, finishing the cup in one go. Matthew looked at him from a distance with his eyes slanted, then snorted coldly, without expressing his opinion. Lance wasn't a fool, so he could see the old man's attitude. He cleared his throat, turned around, and beckoned to Addison below. She looked up at the man from a distance and, upon receiving his signal, ran out. Matthew sat up straight and sipped his tea with a stern expression. But as soon as Lance beckoned to Addison, he secretly glanced downwards, missing nothing. Whereis Angel going? The old man was still watching his granddaughter when Lance suddenly turned around. Matthew quickly retracted his head and put on a serious look again. "I am really grateful that you are willing to come to the Johnston Residence this time. "We're not sure how to thank you, so we've prepared a small gift for you. We hope you'll accept it." Addison appeared with two gift boxes in her arms. Matthew raised an eyebrow when he saw her holding something. I waswonderingwhatLance'sgesturemeant. So he was making mypreciousgranddaughterrunerrandsfor his family? Howdare he! He couldn't bear the thought of his granddaughter taking an extra step when she was at home.But now at Johnston Residence, she was willing to run errands for them without complaint! "I hope you'll like this. I wasn't sure what to get you," Lance said as he took the two gift boxes from Addison and opened the top one.