“Ms. Flores, please take a rest first and we will discuss our work later.” Atwood handed her luggage to her.
“Thank you.” Amanda took over her luggage.
Atwood turned around and left after glancing at her. Amanda was still standing at the doorway and did not close the door immediately. Instead, she watched Atwood close the lift and leave while Casimir walked out from the corner of the corridor.
“He has gone far away, right?”
“Come in quickly.” Amanda pulled Casimir in.
She took off her high heels and replaced them with slippers. Then, she put her luggage aside and asked while sitting down on the sofa, “How is the matter that I asked you to investigate?”
Throughout this year, he and Amanda had become close friends that could share anything between them. He had also helped her investigate something during this period.
“After your death, Stanford merged James Group and WY Group, which is now the J&Y Group. As for that posthumous letter, I really haven’t found out who put it there.”
Amanda narrowed her eyes. The letter must be purposely put by somebody who harmed her when she was judged to have committed suicide. The person who harmed her must be Stanford but she had no evidence yet.
She had to find the evidence.
“You have just come back. Relax and let’s go to have dinner. I will treat you as welcoming you back.” Casimir said while smiling.
“I’m tired. I don’t want to go out anymore. Cook something in the room and just simply eat it.” Amanda moved her neck.
“No, no, let’s go out to eat.” Casimir pulled Amanda, “Hurry up. Put on your shoes.”
Amanda had no choice but to agree. She promised as she did not want to disappoint him for being so hospitable.
She put on her shoes and went out with Casimir.
“Where are we going?” Amanda asked as she got into the car.
Casimir said, “Just sit down and relax. I will arrange everything for you today.”
He drove the car after saying that.
Soon, he parked the car in front of a high-class restaurant in the city. Amanda used to come here before, so she was not surprised. She smiled while looking at Casimir, “You really don’t have to spend so much.”
“It’s rare for you to come back, so I must spend it for you. Otherwise, how can I show my sincerity?” Casimir got out of the car and passed the car key to the waiter.
Both of them walked in and picked the seat at the corner where it was quieter.
Soon, the waiter came over. Amanda was probably exhausted, so she let Casimir order for her.
Casimir smiled, “So, can I order whatever I like?”
Amanda smiled, “Of course you can. You pay for it anyway.”
She glanced around the restaurant as she spoke. Suddenly, she saw two people coming in from the doorway. They were Stanford and Lindsay following beside him.
She frowned as she met with her enemy again for the second time on the first day she had just returned here.
Soon, they sat down at the seat near the window.
Lindsay ordered the food.
Stanford asked after the waiter had left, “What do you want to tell me actually?”
Lindsay smiled, “Let’s have dinner first.”
Stanford was slightly impatient, “If you don’t want to talk about it, then let’s talk about it next time.”
He got up.
Lindsay grabbed his hand hurriedly and pleaded in a soft voice, “Stanford, can’t you even have dinner with me?”
“I still have something to do…” Stanford still refused.
“Stanford, I like you. I have liked you for a long time. You have divorced her for a year long. How about let’s try being together?” Lindsay said humbly.
Stanford frowned in surprise, “Lindsay, what are you saying?”
“I say I liked you for a long time…”
“Lindsay!” Stanford interrupted her, “You’re silly.”
He wrenched himself from Lindsay’s grasp after saying that. Then, he turned around and left the restaurant.
“Stanford.” Lindsay chased after him.
“Oh my God. We can even meet him in the same restaurant. I wonder if we didn’t check the calendar right.” Casimir suspected.
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