Chapter 475 Romantic Arrangements
At night, Cassie threw up so much that only her saliva was left. Amelia took care of her throughout. By the time she managed to put Cassie to sleep on the bed, her clothes were already filled with puke.
Looking at the puke on her chest, she frowned discreetly. However, when she raised her head, her expression became calm again.
“Oscar, look after her. I’ll go and take a bath first. If possible, can you ask someone to send some clothes over?” asked Amelia.
“Just go. I’ll arrange for someone to send you some clothes.” Oscar walked over and patted her head. “Thank you.”
Amelia simply smiled and entered the bathroom.
Oscar stared at Cassie, who was lying on the bed pathetically. He could not understand why he had pined for her for five years like a fool and indirectly hurt Amelia. If he had figured out his feelings earlier, perhaps all this would not have happened and Amelia would not have to suffer the consequences of his unfortunate love life.
Oscar felt regretful.
Clenching his fists, he took a deep breath. It took him the greatest self-control to suppress that gloominess within him. Otherwise, he might lose control of himself and strangle that woman on the bed.
He strode to the windows and called Hugo. After Hugo picked up, he ordered, “Hugo, send a dress to room 2018 at Moonlight Hotel.”
Then he turned off his phone.
When Amelia came out of the bathroom, the clothes had arrived.
Oscar took the clothes and instructed, “Get Jean to come over.”
“Yes, Boss.”
Closing the door, Oscar passed the clothes to Amelia and said, “See if it fits.”
Amelia took the clothes and entered the bathroom, walking out again after five minutes.
Oscar appraised Amelia, who was now in a red dress. A glint appeared in his eyes as he gazed at her.
Feeling uncomfortable by his stare, Amelia turned around and asked, “Is there a problem with this dress, Oz?”
Oscar walked to her and said infatuatedly, “No, you look perfect. I really want to rip your dress apart. It’s a pity that this isn’t the right venue.”
Amelia rolled her eyes, but she could not help smiling.
Right then, there was a knock on the door. A look of confusion flashed across Amelia’s eyes as Oscar walked over to open the door. A girl who was wearing all black and had a sexy figure was standing outside the door.
When she saw Oscar, she immediately greeted him respectfully, “Boss.”
“Come in.”
The woman entered with Oscar.
Amelia glanced at the woman in confusion before asking Oscar, “Who is she, Oz?”
“She’s my bodyguard,” replied Oscar briefly.
The woman shot Amelia an icy look, but said respectfully, “Hello, Mrs. Clinton. My name is Jean.”
Amelia nodded at her politely and said with a smile, “Hello, Jean.”
Jean merely stood there indifferently.
“Take care of her, Jean. You can leave after she wakes up tomorrow morning,” instructed Oscar as he pointed at Cassie on the bed.
“Understood, Boss,” Jean complied without even asking for the reason.
Oscar hugged Amelia’s waist and said, “Let’s go, Amelia.”
Amelia followed him out of the presidential suite and asked curiously, “How many things are you hiding from me, Oscar? I haven’t seen a lot of the people who are protecting you in secret.”
“You’ll be their master in the future. Just say the word and they’ll carry out our orders with no questions asked.” Oscar gave Amelia the right to do that.
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