The Return of the Disguised Princess novel Chapter 18

Amelie listened to the conversation inside and glanced at Stanley from the corner of her eyes.

Beads of sweat rolled down Stanley’s forehead, and he did not even dare to breathe.

The woman inside continued, “So disgusting! Doesn’t he just want to force you…”

“Katrina, don’t slander me!” Stanley suddenly kicked open the door.

Katrina Yeager might be the female agent inside who threatened to expose Stanley’s true color.

The door opened. There was only a simple table and bench in the simple training room. The pale and handsome man, who was like a vampire, sat on the floor with one leg slightly bent. His lips had no color at all.

It was Rohan, who had once been called the “King of Vampires” by fans.

“You…” Rohan looked up at Amelie, seemingly guessing her identity.

Rohan wanted to say something, but Amelie interrupted him. “Take him to the hospital first. We’ll talk about other things later. The bill is on the company.”

Amelie said and turned to leave.

She knew that there would be many dirty things in this company, so the truth was not the most important thing now. A person’s health was the most important.

After leaving Rohan’s room, Amelie had a meeting with the heads of various departments and browsed the financial statements in recent years. The problems were typical of large companies, including miscellaneous staff, nepotism, and kickback reception.

After the meeting, Amelie closed her eyes and leaned against the chair to clear her thoughts. Suddenly, she remembered Rohan. She took out her phone and dialed a number.

“Amelie, you damned girl. You finally remember me!”

Emilee’s voice was as energetic as ever. “I heard that you are pregnant. When can you give birth to a baby for me to play games with?”

Amelie was speechless. “Don’t mess around! I want to ask for your help!”

“You never call me when you don’t need my help.”

Emilee sneered. Then, she hung up the phone without any mercy. She sent her an address via Line and asked Amelie to meet there. Otherwise, she would not help her.

It was a billiard room where her brothers used to go. When she was a child, she and Emilee would follow her brothers there. It had been a long time since she had been there last time.

Amelie drove a red Ferrari of the latest limited edition to the billiard room.

The door opened. A pair of black high heels, coupled with the wine-colored skirt swaying in the wind, the moment Amelie appeared, the surrounding people whistled, not to mention that her face was also full of charm.