Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 411: How is it you?!

Chapter 411: Chapter 411: How is it you?!

She immediately felt guilty. Fortunately, it was over the phone, and lying came more naturally: "Of course I’m busy with work. The senior management of Tia Company in the Asia-Pacific region arrived early, I have to ensure the work is properly handed over. After working this week, I’ll be completely liberated."

Hearing her light-hearted and cheerful tone, Christopher was amused.

"I was going to comfort you, but it seems like I don’t need to."

Last night, Christopher tossed and turned all night.

Thinking about how she impulsively sold the company she founded herself, he felt deeply guilty.

Knowing she must have a lot of reluctance, he thought he should find an opportunity to comfort her well.

He even thought that once Seal-Cloud got through this ordeal, he would acquire Venus under Seal-Cloud, and still let her be the boss.

But now, hearing her tone, it seemed like she was looking forward to shedding her burdens to relax and rest—rendering all his comforting words at a loss on how to begin.

Amelia laughed immediately upon hearing him say this, "I don’t need you to comfort me; I sold it voluntarily, not under duress. What would you comfort? If anyone needs comforting, it’s me comforting you."

He chuckled softly, "I don’t need it either... With you and the kids by my side, I desire nothing more."

"That won’t do. You must desire something now, and you have to make every effort to curb the company’s decline, or I’ll lose big!"

"Hm, you’re right. I’ll definitely do my best."

"Alright, you eat quickly, see you in the afternoon."

Initially, Christopher suspected she might regret, thinking he’d grab her by noon to stay by his side, and as soon as the civil affairs bureau opened in the afternoon, they’d get their certificate—

But after chatting with her about a bunch of random things, laughing and bickering, he dispelled his doubts.

Hanging up the phone, Amelia breathed a long sigh of relief.

Snow drove the car, freeing one hand to give her a thumbs-up and teased: "Since the jewelry company is sold, why not enter the entertainment circle? Becoming the top actress is just around the corner!"

—Mocking her for being so good at acting and deceiving.

Amelia glared at her irritably and said truthfully: "I only dare to lie to him behind his back, if it were face to face, I’d have been exposed long ago."

Snow laughed and asked puzzled: "Why don’t you tell him you have something in the afternoon, but instead trick him to be on time to the civil affairs bureau—this is a bit too much!"

"No choice..." Amelia’s smile instantly faded, and she sighed, "With his temperament and character, once he decides something, he won’t let me change my mind. If I say I have something in the afternoon and postpone getting the certificate, he would definitely rush over and drag me directly to the civil affairs bureau!"

So she could only lie to stabilize that guy first.

By the time he discovers the truth in the afternoon, even if he’s incredibly capable, it would take him some time to track her whereabouts—by then, she might already be on her way back to the city.

Thinking of once again acting on her own, Amelia shivered in fear, her scalp tingling for a while.

This time... would he be so angry as to strangle her?

Forget it, forget it, don’t think about it. Things have developed this far; she can only grit her teeth and forge ahead!

The two went to pick up Jacob and drove straight to the ancient town.

On the highway, Jacob looked at Snow driving, curious and asked: "Sis, if you’re bringing someone, you should bring a bodyguard. Why’d you bring a girl?"

Snow glanced at the rearview mirror and asked bluntly: "What do you mean? Looking down on women?"

"No, no, I didn’t mean that. I’m just worried that if we encounter danger, I, as a man, won’t be able to protect you two ladies."

"Don’t worry, sister is no vase, doesn’t need your protection."

Snow chatted with Jacob for a while, then suddenly curious, asked: "Kid, how do you manage to stay untouched amidst the mud? Or are you hiding deeply, and your fox tail is yet to show?"

Amelia glanced at her friend, unsure of what to say.

Jacob naturally caught the sarcasm in her words but wasn’t angry and instead replied frankly: "If not thinking for oneself, one is doomed by heaven and earth. Our family has turned out like that, if I don’t turn to the light, should I continue walking a path to doom?"

This response left Snow speechless.

After a one-and-a-half-hour drive, they smoothly arrived at the ancient town.

Entering the village, the streets paved with bluestone slabs were not very wide; Snow slowed down and drove to the courtyard gate.

Before the Maserati could stop steadily, Amelia, sitting in the passenger seat, saw a luxury car parked by the roadside and exclaimed in surprise: "That’s the Rolls-Royce—Jacob, didn’t you say Chairman Smith and his secretary are on a business trip abroad? Then why is his car here?"

Jacob sat up, leaning between the two seats to look out the front windshield, equally puzzled: "Yeah... Could their client also drive a Rolls-Royce?"

Hearing their murmurs, Snow swiftly pushed open the car door: "Why don’t we just get down and check!"

The three got out of the car, and the sound of shutting three car doors woke the man relaxing in the Rolls-Royce.

The man sat up, looked outside, saw two women and a man passing by his car, all peeking inside, and one face clearly familiar; a smile immediately spread across his face.

Then, he pushed the door open and got out.

Seeing the car door open, Amelia halted, putting on a respectful and courteous smile, even figuring out an opening line—Hello, I’m the owner of this courtyard, may I ask if you are the client Chairman Smith sent...

This spiel was still brewing in her mind when her eyes met the turning man, her face froze, and she blurted out in shock: "It’s you?!"

Charles Smith performed two surgeries in the morning, and after coming out, he didn’t even have time for lunch before hurriedly heading to the ancient town.

Upon arrival, seeing the courtyard still locked, he knew the owner hadn’t arrived, so he dozed off in the car.

At this moment, he was still slightly sleepy-eyed but didn’t let it affect his elegant demeanor.

Seeing Amelia so surprised she could dislocate her jaw, he smiled and proactively extended his hand: "I told you, soon, you’d add me back on WhatsApp."

"..." Amelia was stunned there, forgetting to shake hands with him.

The one also petrified was Snow, stopping two steps behind.

She never imagined she would once again see the man who endlessly haunted her dreams at the door of the ancient town courtyard!

Unfortunately, the man didn’t seem to notice her at all.

He only focused on looking at Amelia, smiling so gently and charmingly.

The scene froze, only Jacob’s mind still operating normally.

He stepped forward, examining the man, and approached Amelia: "Sis, do you... know each other?"

When he spoke, it snapped Amelia out of her shock.

Amelia regained her senses, nodding and shaking head randomly.

If counted as acquaintances, not quite.

But to say not acquainted, they’ve indeed met.

"Um... Sorry, I didn’t expect it to be you, I’m too surprised." Amelia saw him still holding his hand out, swiftly shook hands, her brain resuming function, "So... the client Chairman Smith sent, it’s you?"

"Precisely. My dad’s attending an economic forum in Europe and won’t be back until next week." Charles explained.

"Your dad?" Amelia was once again shocked, her voice changing pitch.