Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 415: Coaxing Him, Failing to Coax

Chapter 415: Chapter 415: Coaxing Him, Failing to Coax

Snow glanced at the man’s WhatsApp QR code, tempted to brazenly add him as a friend, but she held back.

Re-adding Charles Smith, Amelia thought about what he said that day in the hospital, something felt off...

Could it be that he already predicted she would sell the courtyard house?

Otherwise, why would he say, "Soon, you’ll add me back on WhatsApp"?

But she was in a hurry now, no time to ask in detail.

Besides, given their current unfamiliar relationship, this question would be awkward to ask.

With the deposit received, to show sincerity, Amelia handed the keys to Charles Smith.

As she left the courtyard, she turned back to look for a while, feeling a bit reluctant.

This was the last memory her grandparents and mother left her, but unfortunately, she had to sell it ruthlessly now.

I wonder if that Chairman Smith would be kind enough to sell it back to her in the future.

Seeing her reluctance all over her face, Snow comforted her, "Since it’s bought by an old acquaintance of your aunt, if you want to come back and have a look in the future, I’m sure they won’t refuse."

"Mm, let’s go."

Jacob Garcia stayed behind with Charles Smith to handle the transfer procedures, while Amelia Garcia and Snow got in the car and headed back to River City District.

Amelia was anxious, taking out her phone to call someone, she urged, "Snow, drive faster."

Snow was puzzled, "Why? Are you rushing back to register the marriage with Christopher Hart?"

She asked casually, but who knew Amelia frowned and nodded, "Yes! He’s still waiting!"

"No way?" Snow laughed in surprise, "I imagine that King Rhys face of his; are you sure the photo on the marriage certificate will look okay? People might think he was kidnapped to register."

"Oh..." Amelia sighed, having no time to joke with her best friend, she placed the phone to her ear, nervously waiting for the other side to pick up.

However, after the "beep beep" sound twice, a mechanical female voice came, "Sorry, the user you dialed is on another call..."

She couldn’t believe it and took down her phone, "He actually hung up on me!"

"It’s over." Snow smirked a bit joyfully, "Seems like he’s really mad, and it’s the kind that can’t be coaxed away."

Amelia refused to give up, she dialed again.

But this time, it was hung up as soon as it connected.

This—

She admitted that it was wrong of her to break the promise, but she was willing to call and make peace, yet he wouldn’t even give her a chance!

Such a man, how come he has such a narrow mind!

She had no choice but to open WhatsApp and reluctantly send a voice message: "Why aren’t you answering the phone? I’m on my way back, but I might not make it in time. It’s my fault today, but once you know everything, I think you’ll understand."

Amelia didn’t dare to tell the truth yet, because the transfer procedure wasn’t completed, and the remaining payment wasn’t received.

If Christopher found out what she did this afternoon, he would definitely stop her, so she didn’t mention it yet.

Let go of her hand, whoosh—

The voice message was sent.

At the Civil Affairs Bureau, Christopher hung up twice in a row, his face was as dark as it could be, even King Rhys would avoid him now.

Lucas King sat beside him, accompanying him while waiting, seeing him hang up the phone, his face clearly emotional, quickly understood, "President Hart, was it your wife calling?"

Christopher didn’t answer, his eyes were fixed on the time on the phone.

It was one hour already.

"Let’s go." He had just uttered the word when a "ding" sounded from his phone, a WhatsApp message came in.

He didn’t need to open it to know it was from that audacious woman.

Didn’t want to see, didn’t want to hear, didn’t want to be brushed off by her excuses again.

The wheelchair headed straight out.

The young couples coming for their marriage certificates glanced curiously, wondering why such a handsome, dashing man was in a wheelchair and why he waited so long for nothing and then left?

Was he here for a divorce or a marriage? It seemed like he was stood up...

Lucas King dared not speak, hurriedly followed him, pushing him down the steps through the accessible passage.

Once in the car, the driver asked where to go, Lucas looked at the boss, frightened by his cold, imposing aura to say a word, had to guess presumptuously, "Back to the company."

It was just after three, and there were tons of matters awaiting to be handled at the company.

Resumption of trading tomorrow, of utmost importance.

Christopher said nothing, just turned his gaze outside the window.

Even though he didn’t answer the phone, didn’t check WhatsApp, he still hoped that damn woman would come.

As long as she showed up now, he could treat it as being ordinarily late, and not hold it against her otherwise.

However, in the sights, there was no familiar figure.

She didn’t come...

So the call must be an explanation, and the message must be brushing off.

Retracting his gaze, his face more gloomy, he lowered his lashes, took out his phone, opened WhatsApp.

However, instead of listening to the voice message, with a series of operations—blocked her.

On the other side, Amelia waited a long time, without exiting Christopher’s WhatsApp interface, waiting for his reply.

But ten minutes passed, no response.

What did he mean by this? Not giving way when a chance is offered?

She felt a simmering anger as well, no longer wanting to speak, she lowered her head and typed: What do you mean? Not planning to ever talk to me again?

Clicking "send," a red exclamation mark popped up on the screen!

Her mouth dropped slightly in shock, exclaiming, "He actually blocked me!"

Snow focused on driving, not daring to split her attention on the highway, didn’t look back but incredulously replied, "No way? That’s over the line, here you are, helping him eagerly, and he does this to you?"

"Damn it..." Amelia, who never curses, couldn’t help but want to burst out a national treasure as well.

Seeing her best friend so angry, Snow continued to enjoy the show, "Block him back then, let’s see how regretful he is when he finds out the truth! Watch him kneel and beg you, haha, just imagining that scene is satisfying."

Amelia was pissed too, left her phone aside, simply stopped caring, but such a childish act like blocking, she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

"Never mind, drive slower now, safety first." Glancing at the speed on the screen, constantly at 120, Amelia softly reminded.

Snow asked, "Not rushing back anymore?"

"He’s blocked me, what’s the point of rushing back."

"Then what to do? Going back to fight tonight?"

"No mood for it, too many things, busy to death." Who has the time to fight, plus it might scare the kids if it escalates.

Snow suggested, "Let him cool off for a few days, once Seal-Cloud’s crisis is resolved, he will surely be grateful towards you, by then, just ignore him! If you don’t show him some color, he’ll keep blocking you like this next time!"

Amelia snorted a laugh, turned to her and said, "You are a single woman of prime age, constantly giving people advice, where do you get all this experience from?"

"Hey! I’m helping you with good intentions, you can’t attack me personally!"

"Fine, no attacks, then let me ask you, what’s your stance towards that Doctor Smith? Such a good opportunity just now, and you didn’t seize it."

Snow was open about it, "Such a top-tier handsome man, who wouldn’t be moved? I really like him! But I don’t know him well now, no idea if he’s married or has a girlfriend, don’t know his age, and don’t know if his parents have arranged his lifelong matters—what can I do?"

After listing all that, she paused, and muttered, "Also... originally I thought he was just a doctor, in which case, if I made a move, wouldn’t it be easy to have him? But who knew... he’s the heir to Mandrake..."