What was Albert doing at a gathering of medical experts?

A senior colleague of Axell's, with caution, introduced them. “Axell, meet Mr. Waston, bigwig from Waston Group! Mr. Waston, here's our young gun, Dr. Axell Calderon, and his lady. Such a lovely couple, right?"

Albert was sharp, dressed to the nines.

His diamond cufflinks glinted.

With champagne in hand, he eyed Jessie. Her maroon dress hugged her figure, accentuating her complexion and slender waist like something out of a fairy tale.

After a moment, he grinned, "Saw the pic that day. They're indeed a match made in heaven."

Jessie was repulsed.

She didn't want to lay eyes on him, Politely nodding was all she managed.

Though Axell was itching to chat with Albert, he recalled Jessie's warning about their mismatch. Suppressing the urge, Axell settled for a handshake. “Mr. Waston, pleasure to meet you."

Albert shook hands courteously.

Glancing at Jessie's wine glass, he remarked casually, "Miss Green's not much of a drinker. Dr. Calderon, seems like you're slacking in the boyfriend department!"

Axell turned to Jessie, saying, "How about some juice instead?"

Jessie went pale, unsure of Albert's intentions.

She met his gaze.

His eyes were intense, a hint of hidden animosity. He locked onto her.

Weakly, Jessie smiled, “A bit of alcohol's okay. My stomach's sensitive but with a regular diet, I'm fine. Axell's very considerate."

"Mr. Waston, please don't tease him."

Axell beamed at her response. He couldn't resist holding her delicate hand in front of everyone.

Their fingers intertwined, ten in harmony.

Jessie gestured to the other side, saying, "I'm craving some dessert."