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Chapter 396: A Great Enemy Approaches

Chapter 396: Chapter 396: A Great Enemy Approaches

"What? You got so flustered over seeing a handsome guy that you fell and hurt yourself?" Amelia was astonished after hearing her friend’s story, her jaw nearly dislocated from surprise.

"How handsome was this guy that you ended up like this?"

Snow had finally recovered and stood up, supporting her lower back, speaking in a mesmerized tone, "The word ’handsome’ can’t perfectly describe him. Really, if you saw him, you’d be tempted to cheat on Christopher."

Pfft—

Amelia gave her a disdainful look.

Yet, in her mind, flashed the image of a refined, handsome face—the doctor who drove a Rolls-Royce.

Although, she dared not think it was the same "greasy" gentleman who had lent her the umbrella that morning.

Seeing Amelia’s indifference, Snow couldn’t be bothered to argue, continuing on her own accord, "I already snapped a photo of his name badge, so I can inquire later, see what he’s really all about. At such a young age, he’s already a chief physician. Not only is he handsome, but his demeanor is excellent, and he’s highly skilled—uhhh, dear, what should I do about my fluttering heart?"

Amelia felt like she was being rubbed against like a tree, rolling her eyes so much they nearly flipped upwards.

"Snow!" Suddenly, a nurse at the window called out, prompting Amelia to quickly push her away, "Okay, okay, I’ll go get the CT report, find a doctor to check it out, hopefully no issues."

Snow grinned idiotically, murmuring to herself, "Hope there are issues... more issues, then I can keep pestering him..."

However, after taking the CT scan to orthopedics and showing the doctor, he casually said, "No problem, bones are perfectly fine."

Snow was not convinced, "But my butt hurts, my back hurts, my foot hurts too!"

The doctor scrutinized her and got impatient, "I think you’re just too delicate? Go home and rest for a few days, you’ll be fine! Next!"

Amelia helped her out, effortlessly seeing through her intentions, "What’s this? You’re hoping to injure yourself seriously to extort that male god?"

"Pfft pfft pfft! Don’t curse me, will you?" Snow slapped her, and they walked hand in hand towards the inpatient department.

On the way, Snow described in detail her "diving tackle" posture and embarrassment when she fell, causing Amelia to stare at her in disbelief, "You said that guy is a doctor at this hospital?"

"Yeah, what’s wrong?"

"Do you remember the handsome guy I mentioned to you on WhatsApp this morning? He seemed like a doctor too! But I’m not sure if he’s from this hospital."

After all, the man’s WhatsApp moments consisted mostly of medical articles or news, suggesting his profession was a doctor, but where he actually worked was uncertain.

Even if he appeared at this hospital, it could just be a consultation invitation or performing on-site surgery.

"No way, such a coincidence!" Snow was also surprised, eagerly asking, "What else do you know?"

"I don’t know anything. He lent me an umbrella, and for the sake of convenience, I added his WhatsApp, but when returning it, I deleted him in front of him."

"What? You added his WhatsApp? And then deleted it right in front of him? Do you remember his WhatsApp name?"

Amelia pondered slightly, "Profile picture is Meitantei Konan, and the WhatsApp name is just one word, Lin—as in ’Gentle Rain’ Lin."

"Ahhhh! How coincidental!" Snow nearly jumped up with excitement and quickly took out her phone to show the picture she had secretly taken, "Look! The male god I encountered is named Charles Smith, Gentle Rain Lin! We must have met the same person! Ahhh, why did you delete his WhatsApp? Otherwise, I could have added him now and gotten closer to my male god!"

Amelia looked closely at her phone, and indeed...

It very likely was the same person.

"You already know he’s an orthopedic doctor at this hospital, isn’t it easy to find him?" Amelia returned the phone to her, suddenly realizing something and teasing with a peculiar expression, "But you... with that embarrassing fall, do you still have the nerve to approach him? Where’d you get the courage? Taylor Swift?"

"Oh please, what do you know! It was embarrassing, I wanted to bury myself on the spot! But later I thought, it might not be a bad thing—at least, I’ll leave a very deep impression on him! He definitely won’t forget me."

"Snow, are you serious?" Amelia asked earnestly, addressing her directly.

Snow looked lovestruck, "He really... made my heart race."

"But since he’s so outstanding, do you think he’d still be single?"

Upon this question, Snow’s face cracked like an icy surface, her enamored, captivated expression, "That’s true... he might already be married."

Amelia watched the drastic change in her expression and sighed, wrapping an arm around her and patting her gently, "Calm down, you’ve just met him, you know nothing about him, besides... I feel that person might just be superficial, he gives off... a greasy vibe."

"Greasy? Impossible!" Snow was completely biased, refusing any derogatory comments about her male god.

Amelia explained, "He... is very adept at interacting with women, also quite good at striking up conversations."

"That’s refined manners! He lent you an umbrella voluntarily, and you’re smearing him like this?"

Seeing her friend’s heavy bias, Amelia gave up persisting, "Fine fine, maybe I overthought it, your male god is flawless."

In her heart, though, she felt the guy wasn’t reliable.

Handsome, wealthy, successful in his career, so tender with strangers, surely his emotional debts are numerous.

Snow acknowledged her overly dramatic reaction and cooled down, suddenly lamenting, "I’ve been getting pushed by my mom to go on blind dates lately, all ordinary guys or mommy’s boys, yesterday I even met a sleazy one, and after one meal, I nearly puked—finally today I met a handsome guy to refresh my eyes, why are you wrecking my dream?"

Amelia quickly comforted, "Alright, alright, I won’t ruin your dream, his qualifications are indeed good, who knows, he might even be single—grab the chance and try."

"Forget it..." Snow had already come back to reality, shaking her hand to speed her pace, "Let’s go visit Ethan."

Amelia sighed quietly inside, uncertain if her friend truly meant "forget it."

They entered the ward, where Ethan was sleeping, and Christopher sat by the balcony, speaking softly on the phone.

Hearing the sound, the man turned around and looked at Amelia with a heavy gaze, quickly ending the call.

"Amelia, I have to go, I guess you’ll have to stay at the hospital tonight." He held his phone, turned back, and instructed softly.

"Mm." Amelia Garcia nodded, comforting him, "Don’t worry, it’s okay. There’s a companion bed here, I can sleep too."

"Alright, I’ll pick you up from the hospital tomorrow."

Seeing his somber expression, Amelia could roughly guess what he was up to and declined, "No, I’ll have Fuller come and pick me up, you go handle the company matters."

"It doesn’t matter for a while."

"Let’s talk about it tomorrow."

"Mm."

His bodyguards and driver were not present, and Amelia was worried about him going downstairs alone. She instructed Snow to watch the child in the ward and quickly followed him to send him off.

In the elevator, Amelia asked again, "Are you going to deal with company matters now?"

"Mm, Lucas King and Benny Palmer have contacted several venture capital leaders and scheduled a dinner tonight to discuss the possibility of financing."

"Will there be drinking at the dinner?"

"Probably not, mainly to talk about business."

Seeing her worried expression, the man smiled, with a tone of conceited confidence, "In River City, no one dares to force me to drink."

"But times change; I’m just afraid someone will adapt to the situation and intentionally give you a hard time."

Amelia’s statement was not without reason.

Human nature is complex, the world is cold, and opportunists are everywhere. There are countless examples of the fallen mighty being bullied by the small.

Seal-Cloud Corporation’s current massive crisis has spread through the circles, with countless people secretly waiting to see the joke.

"Don’t worry, it’s okay. I’ll call you after it ends tonight."

"Alright."

With his words, Amelia felt a bit more at ease.

She saw him out of the elevator just as the bodyguards arrived.

In public, they weren’t inclined to show excessive affection, merely shaking hands silently, their eyes conveying quiet comfort and longing.

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On the seventh of the month, businesses reopened and the stock market resumed.

However, the children’s kindergarten had not started yet.

Amelia waited at home for the family doctor to arrive and check on Ethan. After confirming he had mostly recovered, she instructed the little ones to listen to Aunt Harper at home and then drove to the company.

Still on the road, Snow called.

"Have you seen the stock market news? Seal-Cloud is really in big trouble this time."

Amelia had been preoccupied with this matter since morning and had asked about it during her call with Christopher last night, but his confidence reassured her.

Snow’s words at this moment made her heart, suspended for days, suddenly sink. She steadied her nerves and quickly asked, "What news? I’m still driving and haven’t checked."

"That Peak Industries is still buying up Seal-Cloud’s stock. Before the New Year, their buying momentum was already very weak. Many analyzed that they must have been at the end of their resources, with their funds exhausted. But after the New Year, who knows where they got more money from. Today, as the market opened, their momentum was strong. If this continues, it might trigger a takeover bid by the end of the week."

"Moreover, there are numerous rumors in the market now, all saying that Seal-Cloud is doomed this time, the myth is no more, and calling Christopher Richard II, and you Lady Fox. They’re saying he can’t resist beauty, is now muddled by romance, only thinking about women and children, long past being the business legend who repeatedly created myths. Clearly, someone is deliberately waging a propaganda war to unsettle shareholders, driving them to sell Seal-Cloud’s stock."

Listening to her friend’s words, Amelia’s face grew increasingly somber.

During the New Year celebrations, she had also gathered information on Peak Industries through various channels.

Although its size and scale couldn’t compare with Seal-Cloud, it was also a leader in the industry.

Little did she expect that to seize market share and suppress competitors, they would resort to such low tactics as a forced takeover.

Public opinion is a double-edged sword. If the Richard and Lady Fox allegory spreads now, it will certainly cause widespread panic among shareholders.

If a butterfly effect forms, leading shareholders to sell en masse, while Peak Industries, with ample funds, aggressively absorbs — their shareholding percentage will continue to rise.

Peak Industries is already the second-largest shareholder. If they continue increasing their holdings, can Christopher withstand it?

"Snow, I got it. Let’s end the call here; I’ll go find Christopher."

"Mm, although our capabilities are limited, if there’s anywhere you need help, just say the word."

"Alright!"

Ending the call, the car just came to a stop at the red light.

Amelia freed her hand and immediately called Christopher.