Back at the office, Rory walked over to Amelia and pretended to ask in concern, “Amelia, is that guy your friend?”
“He's the fiancé of someone I previously knew. He came to check with me on some random stuff. We parted ways after we left the restaurant,” Amelia replied casually.
Rory nodded and said in an exceptionally innocent manner, “Amelia, why are all your friends so good-looking? I almost mistook him for a celebrity.”
Amelia merely smiled and did not reply.
Rory sensed that Amelia was not keen on continuing the conversation. As such, she did not speak any further and returned to her seat.
Right after Amelia sat down and turned on her computer, her phone chimed. It was a text message.
When she took out her phone, she saw that it was a text from an unknown number.
With a frown, she decided to take a look at the message.
The sender texted: Amelia, I'm June. This is my number. I'm very happy that I got to have lunch with you just now. I hope you can be my beautiful rose and be carved into my heart forever.
What a madman, Amelia cursed silently before deleting the man's text.
It was undeniable that Amelia's mood had been affected by June's sudden appearance. She was distracted at work, as she could not help but wonder why the man had shown up. As she knew how much Cassie resented her, she was worried that June had malicious intentions toward her and would cause misunderstandings between her and Oscar.
Amelia rubbed her temples, trying to calm her overactive mind down. She was not worried that June and Cassie might cause her any trouble. She was worried that they would lay their hands on Tony instead.
Because of her overthinking, for the first time, Amelia did not manage to complete her work when it was time to knock off.
Seeing that she was still halfway through her blueprint drawing, she could not help but smile bitterly. She could hardly believe that she had let her thoughts affect her work. It was simply out of character for her.
“Amelia, are you ready to leave?” Rory walked over to her desk. When she saw the half-completed blueprint, she asked in confusion, “Amelia, are you not done with the drawing? Is there something on your mind? When I looked over just now, I could tell that you seem quite bothered.”
Amelia saved the uncompleted drawing into a USB drive and shut down her computer. “I'm all right. I just didn't have much inspiration for the drawing earlier on. Let's go.”
The women took the elevator down together and exited the building. Amelia was looking around for Oscar's car when she received a call from the man in question.
“Oscar, have you arrived?” Amelia asked.
“I'm stuck in a traffic jam. I'll only reach half an hour later. Wait for me inside the office,” Oscar replied over the phone.
“Sure. Be safe.”
Amelia hung up after that. Looking at Amelia hopefully, Rory quickly asked, “Amelia, is Mr. Clinton reaching soon?”
Amelia cast a glance at Rory, sending a chill down Rory's spine. Rory immediately retracted her expectant gaze and said smilingly, “Amelia, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?”
Amelia looked away and replied with a smile, “It's nothing. Rory, you should head back first. Oscar will take some time to get here.”
“I want to...” Stay. With Amelia looking at her, Rory did not dare to say that last word out loud. She was afraid that the other woman could see through her thoughts.
“If that's the case, I'll head back first, then,” Rory said while looking at her surroundings. She was only willing to give up after making sure that there was no car approaching the building.
Amelia watched thoughtfully as Rory walked away. Her gaze darkened.
Rory, please don't disappoint me.
Oscar finally arrived half an hour later.
Amelia walked over with a smile on her face and got into the car.
Oscar leaned in to help her fasten her seat belt before kissing her on her forehead. “Sorry to keep you waiting.”
Amelia shook her head. “It's fine.”
“We're having dinner at the Clinton residence tonight,” Oscar said abruptly once he started driving.
Amelia froze for a moment, and she could feel her throat go dry.
Oscar reached out and held the woman's hand before saying, “Don't think too much. You've been back for a while now. No matter what Mom thinks, you're my woman and Tony's mother after all. She knows that it's impossible for me to give up on you. So she'll always end up giving in even though it'll take a while.”
Amelia looked down to hide her true emotions. When she looked up again, a smile was already plastered across her face.
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