Chapter 133 Taking Sides
After speaking, Carrie left arrogantly.
Everyone else at their desks began whispering among themselves. Amelia ignored them and bent down to pick up the documents scattered on the floor. Carric had Dylan backing her, so Carrie wasn’t someone she could afford to offend. She needed to act wisely.
Just as she finished organizing her documents, her intercom rang. Dylan’s voice came through, saying, “Come in.” Only then did she bring the documents inside.
The office was usually silent and solemn. But after Carrie’s visit, it was filled with the sweet scent of cake. It was a stark contrast to Dylan’s usual aura.
Amelia found herself staring at the untouched, delicate pastries. She was lost in thought when Dylan said, “Hungry?”
She quickly shook her head. “Mr. Hale, about earlier, would you like to reconsider? The partners have expressed some concerns.”
“Come here,” he commanded. And Amelia found herself obeying him. He picked up a piece of cake and said, “Closer.”
But Amelia didn’t budge. She moved her gaze away. “I’m not hungry, so I don’t want any. Besides, these were brought by Ms. Hale. I’m aware of the fact that she doesn’t like me. She’ll be upset if she finds out.”
“Is this you trying to act spoiled?”
Amelia was instantly flushed red. She was about to retort when Dylan grabbed her wrist and pulled her in gently. The sweet aroma of cake invaded her nostrils. Some of its jam had also smeared onto her lips. Instinctively, she licked it off.
Dylan glanced at her before quickly looking away. And suddenly, he went back to focusing on the documents before him.
Amelia decided to eat the cake, since she had already touched it. She took the cake and ate it.
Meanwhile, she caught a glimpse of his reddening ears as he pretended to read. She wondered whether he really was flustered over a slice of cake.
She thought for a while before concluding that he was unexpectedly innocent for someone who always seemed so domineering.
As soon as she finished her cake, Dylan/slid the document over to her. He had already revised what she had told him to. Amelia reached out to take it, but her fingertips accidentally brushed against his.
The document slipped and landed on the desk with a sharp thud. She was a bit surprised. But Dylan had already lowered his gaze, gripping his pen, and was writing something. Assuming he was busy, Amelia picked up the document. “Mr. Hale, I’ll be heading out now.”
“Alright.” Just as she was leaving, he said, “I have a dinner event at 7:00 pm tonight.”
Amelia immediately understood what he was implying. “Alright, I’ll be joining you.” Then she returned to her desk after closing the office door behind her. She thought the rest of the day would pass peacefully, but just before clocking out, Nolan appeared.
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Chapter 133 Taking Sides
He looked exhausted. He stood silently by her desk for a while before speaking in a hoarse voice, “Alexander’s waiting for you downstairs. He’s been standing there all day.”
Finished
Amelia frowned and headed straight for the elevator, with Nolan following behind. And indeed, Alexander was waiting for her downstairs with a cigarette in his hand. But he hurriedly stubbed it out when he saw her approaching him.
Amelia smacked him on the head. “How could you be smoking at such a young age?”
“I was just feeling stressed. Can you come with me to the café next door? I’ll only take ten minutes of your time.”
Amelia wasn’t one to hold a grudge against her younger brother, so she immediately agreed. No one had invited Nolan, but he followed them anyway.
They sat down at the café next door. Alexander ordered a cake and pushed it toward her.
Nolan was sitting beside Amelia. And he shamelessly ordered one for himself as well. Amelia couldn’t be bothered with him. After all, she was the owner of the café. He could sit wherever he liked.
She’d just eaten a cake in Dylan’s office. And since she was always on a strict diet, she didn’t eat it. Instead, she got straight to the point. “So, what did you want to talk about?”
Alexander seemed hesitant. For a full minute, he was at a loss for words. Amelia guessed he was probably here to talk to her about Milly.
She found it pretty amusing. She took a sip of her drink and savoured its bitterness. “Are you here to persuade me to admit I faked the recording? What now? Is Milly giving you all trouble at home?”
Alexander felt as if he’d been caught red–handed. But after hearing about Milly’s recent troubles, he couldn’t just stand by.
“Amelia, Milly’s been seeing a therapist for a while now.”
Amelia let out a laugh. “And did I cause that?”
Alexander’s lips trembled. “It is. Her foster parents treated her terribly. And Mom’s been crying every day. Amelia, I promise we’ll make it up to you.”
Amelia took a deep breath and set her cup down. “So the fact that Milly faked her pregnancy and framed me just gets shoved under the rug? She’s really lucky to have you all backing her up. She gets to build this perfect image of hers at my expense.
“And she doesn’t have to face a single consequence since you’re all here to help her. Alexander, I’m
disappointed in you.”
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