They stood on the balcony with their backs to the hall.
Jared couldn't see their fronts, so he didn't know what they were talking about.
However, there was a distance between the two. Jared's mood got slightly better.
"When did Cole Lyon arrive?" Jared asked coldly.
Ben checked his wristwatch. "Less than twenty minutes ago."
Jared slightly nodded. "What's the matter?"
"Lady Georgia wants to see you," Ben answered.
Jared hummed. "I'll be there soon. Please keep an eye on them. As long as Cole Lyon dares to approach Amber, separate them."
Ben's lips twitched.
Mr. Farrell was being childish.
However, he dared not to tell it in Jared's face. He pushed up his glasses and answered, "I got it, Mr. Farrell."
On the balcony.
Cole shook the goblet in his hand and looked at the unhappy woman. He asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood? I've been talking to you for a while, but you didn't reply a word."
Amber clinked her goblet with his, gulped down a mouthful of wine, and answered, "Yeah. I'm a bit down."
Cole turned around, resting his arms on the handrail behind. "What on earth happened?"
Amber looked out of the balcony. "Nothing. I just suddenly feel that love is the most unreliable thing in this world."
Upon hearing it, Cole paused. "Love?"
"Ehn." Amber nodded. "Didn't I tell you Jared mentioned he would give up on me? However, he went back on his word tonight. He said he would wait for me. Cole, don't you think he's ridiculous?"
What a fickle man!
She wondered what she meant to him.
Cole pinched his goblet tightly. His smile stiffened a bit. "It is ridiculous indeed. What about you? What do you think?"
"Me?"
"Right. Did you say yes?"
Amber took a sip of the wine. "How could I? I don't love him. I just feel angry, feeling as if I was fooled."
"Great." Cole breathed a sigh of relief.
Amber hadn't realized that she had fallen in love with Jared again.
Amber also believed that she had overthought, so she withdrew her gaze, bent over her head, and looked down at the goblet,
lost in thought.
Cole nodded. "Right. He gave up on you earlier, but now he regret it. Hence, he needs to find an excuse for doing that, but he
failed to find one, so he just told you there was a reason behind it to muddle through."
Ben, who was watching them from afar, realized that he needed to do his job. Heaving a sigh, he tidied up his necktie and
walked to the balcony.
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