Contract Marriage With Mysterious President novel Chapter 242

Richard was excited about Amy not working overtime but to have dinner with him.

"Richard, what are you laughing at?" Cathy was puzzled by Richard grinning from ear to ear like a fool as he sat alone on the sofa.

"Huh? Am I laughing?" When Richard heard his mother's words, he was surprised. Was he that obvious?

"Yes, you've been laughing for an hour. It's already ten o 'clock. Don't you want to sleep and laugh all night?" Cathy was no longer surprised at her son's special behavior over the past five years.

"It's ten o 'clock? I'll go wash up and go to bed." Richard found that it was really late. His parents had already finished watching TV and were ready for bed.

"Halbert, do you think there's something wrong with the kid? Should we do something for him?" Cathy said to her husband.

"What can we do? Now that Amy doesn't remember anything. Just stop worrying about it and let him deal with it." Halbert's mind was still on his grandchild. The thought of him made his heart warm and soft.

"But I miss Allen. Is there anything you can do to get Allen to come to our house? Or we could go see Allen." Halbert was not so interested in his son's matters anymore. He only had his grandson on his mind.

"Well, I was thinking about that, too. Why don't we just visit Amy at the weekend? She won't turn us away, right? I have to make something delicious for my grandson." Cathy hailed her idea. It was not appropriate to bring Allen to the house as there were many people here. Going to see him was the best idea.

Dressed in a black suit, Amy walked into Newell Group when a man came up to her holding a bunch of flowers.

"Morning, Miss Newell, we haven't seen for a long time," Matt said with a nice smile on his face.

"Are you Mr. Wilson?" Amy already knew Matt. The last time when William pestered her, it was Matt who helped her out.

"Oh, I am so glad that Miss Newell remembers me. Here's for you." Matt held the bouquet to Amy.

The huge bouquet of pink roses was dotted with gardenias, but Amy didn't accept it.

"Mr. Wilson, if you have anything to say, please come to my office. I won't accept the flowers," Amy said to Matt.

"All right, but it's strange that a man is holding flowers, right?" said Matt as he showed the flowers.

"Mandy, take the flowers." Amy said to the girl at the reception desk.

That young lady hurriedly took the flowers ad sniffed it.

Matt looked embarrassed, thinking that this might what all the flowers he sent ended up every day.

"Come on, Mr. Wilson," Amy said to him and Matt followed her into the elevator.

"Miss Newell, regarding the cooperation between Newell Group and Wilson Group, I wonder why it hasn't started after so long?" Sitting opposite Amy, Matt found that there was a pot of gardenia on Amy's desk. It was in full bloom, and the fragrance filled the whole office.