Reborn Second Chance With The Scheming Tycoon novel Chapter 150

Chapter 132tet me show you

Chapter 132 Let me show you

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Amelia Johnson slept straight into the evening. With the golden sunset filling the room, she rubbed her eyes and turned her head. The first thing she saw was Damien Taylor’s face, which made her lips curl up into a smile.

“Amelia,” Jack Mitchell couldn’t help but call out.

Only then did Amelia notice him sitting on the nearby couch. She sat up a little, surprised. “Jack, what brings you here?”

At the same time, she picked up on the odd tension hanging in the air between Damien and Jack.

Jack explained, “I saw the news and rushed over. Thank God you’re alright. Things are getting really out of hand lately with people like that attacker.”

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Amelia nodded. “What happened to that guy, do you know?”

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Jack shook his head, “Not exactly, but the law will handle it. You don’t need to worry about that stuff.”

Damien’s face darkened visibly, and without saying a word, he got up and walked out.

He couldn’t stop replaying in his head what Zoey Mitchell had said back at the mall–not a single word of hers did he buy. And now, Amelia and Jack were chatting away like he didn’t even exist.

Once the brief catch–up with Jack was done, Amelia quickly got up and followed Damien. She had noticed that his expression was off when he left–and it really looked like jealousy–but she hadn’t felt right leaving Jack behind, so she’d hoped Damien would cool off a bit first.

After circling around for a while, she finally found that tall figure in the smoking area.

“Hey, what are you doing here, Damien? I thought you’d already left.”

Hearing her voice, Damien didn’t turn around. He just stubbed out the cigarette and tossed it into the trash can like it meant nothing. “Oh, so you do remember me?”

Amelia hurried forward and caught up with him. When they got back to the room, she suddenly clutched her hand and groaned dramatically, “Ugh… it hurts so bad…

Damien’s lips twitched with the hint of a smile, but he quickly masked it, saying nothing.

Amelia moved closer, her tone pitiful. “Seriously, it’s killing me… and no one’s even asking if I’m okay. This is so tragic… I could cry…”

Damien turned to the side slowly, tapped his lips with a long finger, and raised an eyebrow.

Startled, Amelia freze for a second, then instantly turned beet red. “Uh, I—I…”

“Didn’t you tell me once that you wouldn’t say no to anything I asked?” Damien pulled her into his lap, his large hands gently resting on her waist.

His eyes were dark and full of mystery.

Of course he would bring that up now. Amelia tightened her grip on his shirt, heart racing, cheeks flushed,

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totally unsure what to do.

Well, whatever. She’d already promised him. Backing out now would just make her look bad.

So, closing her eyes tightly, she gave Damien a quick peck on the lips

“Happy now?”

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But Damien just chuckled and shook his head. The fact that Amelia would take the initiative? No way he’d let her off easy.

“A peck like that? I barely felt it. That was weak.”

Amelia pouted, her big eyes glaring at him. “So what do you want then? You just want to tease me!”

He reached over and poked her cheek with a smirk. “Give me one full minute. French kiss.”

So she gritted her teeth, decided to test the waters, and was just about to-

“Hey, bro, is my sis–in–law okay? I brought her favorite snacks! Guarantee she’ll be back on her feet in no time, and then I can take Black Feather for a spin-”

Liam Taylor walked in grinning, chatting mid–stride, but froze when he saw the two of them all over each other. His face instantly turned red, the air was thick with tension, and he did a quick U–turn, ready to bott,

But he came back in a second later and placed the snacks down quickly.

“Sorry, total interruption. Promise I’ll only take up one minute! Amelia, I’ve got a match in five days, do you think I could borrow Black Feather…?”

Amelia was too embarrassed to even look at him. She buried her face in Damien’s chest and murmured, “The keys are in the backpack on the table. The car’s at my place, go pick it up yourself.”

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Damien had just noticed Amelia’s hand wandering where it shouldn’t, and he was actually pleased–until someone barged in. If that hadn’t been his own brother, he might’ve really lost it.

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