Z: I'm downstairs.
Amber saw this message and walked to the balcony of the living room. She stood at the balcony railing and looked down. She saw a familiar Maybach parked by the roadside under the building.
Jared was not sitting in the car. He was leaning against the door of the driver's seat, looking down at his phone.
Sensing something, Jared suddenly put down his phone and raised his head. Then his eyes met Amber's.
Jared raised his eyebrows in surprise, then raised his hand and waved at her.
Amber did not expect that he would find her. After being stunned for a moment, she also raised her hand and waved.
"Come down quickly," Jared shouted.
"I'll be right down." Amber nodded.
With that, she turned around and left the balcony.
Five minutes later, she arrived in front of Jared with her bag and high heels.
Because she walked too fast and the ground was still very slippery after the snow, Amber did not step firmly. Her foot slipped and she rushed forward.
And right in front of her was Jared.
When Jared saw that she was about to fall, not only did he not show the slightest bit of nervousness or worry on his face, he instead smiled and unhurriedly opened his right arm, ready to catch her.
In the end, he really caught her.
Amber directly crashed into his arms. He drew back his right arm and firmly wrapped her in his chest. He looked down at her and whispered, "Walk slower next time."
"I know, thank you." Amber blushed and withdrew from his arms.
"Okay, get in the car." Jared opened the door and motioned for her to get in first.
Amber didn't argue. She first threw the things in her hand into the back seat, then bent down and got into the passenger seat.
Jared looked at the things that she had thrown into the back seat and asked, "What are those?"
"Gifts for grandmother, some things that are suitable for old people, electric massagers, and so on," Amber replied as she fastened her seat belt.
Jared nodded, closed the car door for her, and walked to the driver's seat.
On the way, Amber hesitated a few times, but finally could not help but say, "Jared."
"Huh?" Jared looked at her out of the corner of his eye and asked softly. "What's wrong?"
"Why did grandmother ask you to call me over for dinner?" Amber asked with her head propped up.
Jared shook his head slightly. "I don't know either, but based on grandmother's serious tone at that time, she should have something to tell you. She told me to bring you over."
"I see." Amber raised her chin and stopped asking.
After more than an hour, they arrived at the Farrell family's old house.
After Jared parked the car, Amber unbuckled her seat belt, turned around, took the few bags on the back seat out, then opened and got out of the car.
Jared came up to her and stretched out his hand to her. "Let me."
"No need. They are not heavy." Amber shook her head and refused. "Besides, you only have one arm that you can use. If I give them to you, aren't I bullying you?"
"No, you are not." At this time, an old but kind voice sounded behind Amber.
Amber's eyes lit up and she quickly turned around. "Grandma!"
"Amber, I haven't seen you for a few days and you are getting more beautiful. Today, your makeup is good, and it is more suitable for you. Your previous makeup was too…business formal, making people feel distant. This makeup is the best. It makes you look gentler and approachable, how beautiful."
Hearing Lady Georgia praise her makeup, Amber was both shy and a little guilty.
Because today's makeup had been deliberately put on, which was said to be to men's liking.
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