The Return of the Disguised Princess novel Chapter 87

Chapter 87 Meet Conrad

Amelie sat down for about ten minutes and saw a discreet but luxurious black car pull up below the coffee shop.

Amelie leaned against the window and observed the man who was surrounded by three bodyguards.

Although his face was wrinkled, and his hair was half gray, it did not affect his born outstanding temperament.

The tailored striped khaki suit he wore revealed his meticulousness and rigor. He carried in his hand a wooden walking stick, on which a carved tiger’s head held in its mouth an emerald the size of a dove’s egg, a symbol often used by the upper classes to

show power.

When the man got out of the car, he intentionally looked up in the direction of Amelie’s

room.

Yet because of the thin curtain, it seemed that he didn’t see Amelie.

Soon, footsteps sounded at the door of the room.

The next moment, a knocking sound came from the door.

Amelie did not dare to waste a second. She quickly walked to the door and lifted the

curtain.

“Ms. Mullen, glad to meet you.”

Now that Conrad was standing in front of Amelie, she felt that she was facing a different

man from earlier. The current Conrad exuded a kind of pressure.

“You’re flattering me. Mr. Hampson, in all your years in business, I’ve never got to see you. Meeting you today is my honor,” Amelie’s holiday words were decent, and a smile appeared on Conrad’s originally tense face.

After welcoming Conrad into the room, Amelie noticed that Luciana was following closely behind him.

Luciana was nothing like the woman in the company at usual times, who was always slovenly and became friends with anyone in an instant. Right now, Luciana tied all her usually messy hair to the back of her head. The men’s suit she wore was not at all

obtrusive. Instead, it gave her an air of nobility.

“Ms. Mullen.”

Luciana bowed slightly to Amelie, and then she winked at Amelie at an angle that

Conrad couldn’t see.

Amelie smiled and sat down across from Conrad.

After exchanging some small talk, Conrad got to the point naturally, “Back then, your grandfather was a gentleman indeed. Otherwise, the Mullen family would have been the head of all the families these years.”

“Not necessarily. Each family has its strong suit. The Hampson family is proficient in laws and politics, and our family focuses on showbiz.” Amelie raised her hand and poured a cup of coffee for Conrad. “I heard from Luciana that you love coffee. Taste the

coffee and see if you like it.”

The coffee–colored liquid rippled in the white cup and then calmed down.

Conrad raised the cup and shook it in the direction of the light. After a long time, he placed it next to his mouth.

He closed his eyes and savored it for a while.

“Not bad. It tastes great. But…”

He placed the cup firmly on the table and looked at Amelie, who was opposite him. “Coffee tastes better in a fine cup, doesn’t it?”

Amelie’s heart skipped a beat, but she still looked calm.

She thought, it seems that Mr. Hampson is interested in working with me.

Amelie thought, he is a qualified grandfather indeed.

I can’t help thinking about Sean, my grandfather whom I never had a chance to meet.

From my dad and Mr. Hampson’s description of him, he seemed to be a man of great ability and was low–key at the same time. Therefore, when they mentioned him, both of

them would always be full of regret about the fact that our family did not participate în the rivalry among families.

To be able to make friends with a calculating man like Draven, I suppose he had a philosophy of his own.

Unfortunately, he passed away before I had a chance to learn from his teachings and wisdom.

As if sensing her loneliness, Conrad brought up Sean.

“Ms. Mullen, do you know much about your grandfather?”

“Not a lot. When I was born, my grandfather had already passed away.”

“Alas.” Conrad gulped down the coffee in front of him. Then he said, “Sean was a very mysterious and unpredictable man.”

Amelie looked at him in confusion.

He grinned. “You don’t have much experience, so no wonder you don’t understand.”

Conrad drew back the curtain and looked at the river in the distance, lost in thought. “When the domestic economy was in recession, young people who came out to start businesses followed the old tradition of digging coal and mining.”

Luciana chuckled.

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She had been listening to Conrad and Amelie’s conversation, and she couldn’t help but interrupt, “Since when did digging coal and mining become profitable?”

“As I said, it was the old tradition.” Conrad patted her arm. Then he said, “Focus on the reports! Don’t be distracted!”

“In those days, coal and mine owners were considered local plutocrats, and they had a lot of connections. They were close to those with power. I was interested in that, and I wanted to be an opportunist as well. Unfortunately, I only made money for a year or two, and I’ve been losing money ever since.

“Later, when I was down and out, I ran into your grandfather in a joint. He had just started his own business, and I was presumptuous enough to share my experience with him. But now that I think about it, what I said was pretty childish. If I had half your grandfather’s vision, my family would be bigger than it is now.”

Conrad paused, refilled a cup of coffee for himself, and then slowly continued.

“At that time, he told me that the development trend of the market in the next few years must be around high–tech development. And I asked him what high–tech was. I was so silly.”