Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber) novel Chapter 614

She knew why Amber hated Braylee.

Mr. Lyon once told her that Goldstone confronted a fatal financial crisis six years ago. Braylee and her mother were like a pack of vultures sweeping away all the company funds and stock shares. Knowing that there was nothing he could do to turn things around, the former CEO of Goldstone killed himself during a fit of depression.

It could be said that Baylee and that mother of hers drove him to committing suicide. Now, the two snobs saw that Goldstone had gotten back on its feet, they tried to lay their dirty hands on the shares of the company. The hostility Amber held against them didn't come out of nowhere.

The elevator door opened with a "ding".

Amber walked out.

It wasn't hard for her to notice the man leaning against a Maybach.

He was on his phone, typing.

Seconds later, Amber felt her phone buzzing in her pocket.

She knew that it must be him messaging her saying that he was here waiting for her.

Sheila was surprised to see Jared here. "Miss Reed, why is Mr. Farrell here?"

Amber curled her lips wand walked towards Jared without giving an answer.

Sheila, on the other hand, just followed Amber.

Hearing footsteps approaching, Jared looked up. His expression softened when he recognized it was Amber. "Finally."

"Yeah. Sorry to keep you waiting." Amber nodded.

Sheila was surprised yet again. She blinked in puzzlement.

What's going on?

Did they arrange this beforehand?

Why do I feel there's something going on between them?

"Where's Braylee?" Jared looked around and asked.

Amber pointed at a van parked a short distance away. "In that van."

Jared glanced in that direction then nodded. "Ride in my car?"

"Okay." Amber nodded.

Jared opened the car door for Amber.

Amber got in.

Jared turned to look at Sheila and threw her the key.

Sheila caught it. She stared at the car key in confusion. "Mr. Farrell, why would you..."

"You drive." Jared ordered before she could finish her sentence, then got in and sat next to Amber.

Sheila stood where she was, didn't know what to do.

Amber was her immediate superior, but Mr. Farrell got an even higher status. She couldn't ignore his order.

Sheila was caught in a dilemma.

Amber noticed Sheila's predicament. She rolled down the car window and moved past Jared to stick her head out. "Yeah. You drive. He'll go with us."

"Got it. Miss Reed." Amber's words led Sheila through the fog of confusion. Sheila nodded and got into the driver's seat.

She started the car.

On their ride, Jared reached into the trunk and took out a bottle of beverage. He twisted off the lid then passed the bottle to Amber. "Here."

"What is this?" Amber took it from him, looking confused.

Jared chuckled as he replied, "A sort of refreshment that alleviates fatigue. I asked Ben to buy it earlier."

"Really? Let me give it a try." Amber stared at the bottle for a bit and took a swig.

Then, she laid it down and put the lid back on.

Jared fished out a handkerchief from his right breast pocket and wiped off a smudge around her rosy mouth. "How is it?" Jared asked gently.

Amber put the bottle down. "Okay. Sweet and sour. Very refreshing."

"Good." Jared folded the silk handkerchief and put it back in his pocket.