Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 424: Having Dinner with the Male God

Chapter 424: Chapter 424: Having Dinner with the Male God

Thinking about how they helped her tremendously, Amelia felt she should also show some sincerity.

Anyway, with the handover at the company completed, she now has no "official" duties and feels light, so she decides to go personally to express her gratitude.

In the meantime, she plans to discreetly gather some background information on this person to help Snow determine if they’re reliable and worth her time!

Originally, Amelia felt a bit reluctant and sad about leaving the company.

But after finishing this call, that sadness vanished completely.

As long as Seal-Cloud Corporation remains intact, every sacrifice has been worthwhile.

When Amelia left the company, Betty followed her out.

"Qing, you’re really leaving, then... what am I supposed to do?" Betty’s Chinese has improved rapidly, so she can now communicate without much issue, blending in well with her colleagues.

Looking at her, Amelia sighed inwardly and sincerely advised: "Betty, you should return to your country. Your parents haven’t seen you in so long, they must miss you very much. If you don’t want them to arrange your life, just communicate well with them."

Fearing Betty wouldn’t understand complicated Chinese, Amelia advised her in English.

Betty switched to her mother tongue, gesturing with her hands and animatedly expressing, "You don’t understand, it’s impossible to communicate. Besides, I genuinely love China; the people here are very warm, I love the food, and I’m interested in all the beautiful and fun things here! I want to stay here forever!"

Amelia raised her eyebrows in surprise at her enthusiastic declaration, and once she’d finished, Amelia responded, "But you don’t have any money; just relying on your job’s salary isn’t enough to support yourself."

Although the staff at Venus aren’t paid poorly, such a regular administrative role’s monthly salary is only enough for an average girl to barely make ends meet.

Standing before her, after all, was a genuine wealthy heiress!

From a young age, she’s been accustomed to luxury, with any random piece of her attire costing a common worker several months of toil; how could she live on just a few thousand dollars?

However, speaking of this, Amelia admired the wealthy heiress.

Amelia initially thought that after her family froze all her cards, she wouldn’t last a few days and would have to compromise and return home, yet she’s managed to endure until now!

Could it be—

"Did Benny Palmer return that million to you?" Amelia asked in surprise.

"Don’t mention him to me!" As soon as Betty heard Young Master Palmer’s name, she got angry, her modern, vivid features even more expressive in outrage, "He’s really too awful! He clearly has the money, but just won’t give it! Now, he doesn’t even come home!"

"Uh... are you still living at his place?"

"Of course, what else? Should I sleep on the street?"

This—

Amelia laughed dryly.

Looks like Benny Palmer has also gotten himself into trouble this time.

"Qing, if you’re not here anymore, I don’t want to stay either. What are you planning to do next? Can I join you?" Betty grabbed her arm and asked curiously.

"But I don’t have any plans at the moment; these past few years have been too exhausting for me, so I want to take a break and spend time with the kids for now."

That was indeed her plan.

Since giving birth to her triplets, in these more than five years, she hadn’t had a single day to relax and enjoy.

Now that she’s laid down her burdens, despite feeling a bit attached, she genuinely feels completely relaxed.

She wants to stop and have a good rest and accompany her three children.

Hearing how she laid it out, Betty’s expression fell, "Then what about me... I don’t have any skills, if you’re not here, I’ll quickly be marginalized."

Amelia thought to herself: So this girl has some self-awareness after all.

Finding her lonely and in a foreign country, indeed quite pitiful, Amelia thought a little more and decided to guide her in the right direction.

"Betty, if you really don’t want to stay here anymore, I know of a good company where you can definitely find a suitable job!"

Betty was overjoyed, "Where, where?"

"Benny Palmer, one of the Palmer Family’s businesses—Monarch International Hotel. This hotel receives many foreign guests, and I think working there suits you very well." Amelia wasn’t sure why she came up with this idea, maybe it was purely out of a sense of justice!

It’s not right for Young Master Palmer, who clearly isn’t short of money, to mislead someone like that!

On hearing this, Betty pondered for a moment, her worried expression turning joyful, "Really? I actually studied hotel management!"

"Did you? That’s great then!"

"But are they hiring? Would they take me?"

"Can’t you just go to Benny Palmer directly? Get him to set it up for you!"

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh!"

Betty excitedly turned around to pack her things and quickly submit her resignation, ready to find a new job aligned with her specialization!

That way, she could continue staying here and secure her footing in River City!

After saying goodbye to her colleagues, Amelia finally left the brand she built from scratch.

In the elevator, her phone rang.

It was Jacob Garcia calling.

"Sis, I’ve completed all the missing documents, but I have work this afternoon and can’t skip it. Could we meet tomorrow to transfer the ownership with Doctor Smith?"

Thinking about how her brother was finally turning over a new leaf and seriously working, Amelia felt it wasn’t right for him to keep asking for leave. She herself planned to accompany Charles Smith to the administrative service center this afternoon, so she replied casually, "No need for you to come again, I’ll go find you to get the documents, and I’ll go with Doctor Smith this afternoon to handle the transfer."

"You’re going personally?"

"Yeah, Christopher already knows about this, so there’s no need to hide it anymore."

"So you guys... had a fight? Is he really mad?"

"Not really, anyway, what’s done is done. If he’s upset, so be it."

The two arranged a meeting place, and Amelia drove off to meet.

On the way, she turned on the radio to the finance channel, and as expected, the host was discussing today’s stock market news, coincidentally talking about the smoke-free war between Seal-Cloud Corporation and Summit Industries.

Her heart unconsciously tensed up, feeling a bit nervous.

Fortunately, according to the host’s analysis, Seal-Cloud’s re-listing showed a good upward trend, while Summit Industries stopped buying more stocks, seemingly out of resources.

She felt much more relaxed and called Christopher while stopped at a traffic light.

"Hello, Amelia." The man’s deep, charming voice came through the Bluetooth earpiece, warm and gentle.

"Hey, are you busy?"

"Not too bad."

"I just heard the financial news; it seems things are looking good after the re-listing."

"Yes, it’s in our favor for now. But we can’t let our guard down; they might still be waiting for the right moment."

"No worries, I believe that good will prevail over evil! We’ll definitely win!"

"Yes, I believe it too." He didn’t want to say anything negative in front of Amelia, so he smiled and agreed.

Thinking it was almost noon and she should be done with her tasks, Christopher asked, "Are you already on your way home?"

"Yeah, on my way home, I’ll spend the afternoon with the kids." The little ones won’t start school until after the fifteenth, so they’re still causing a ruckus at home. Aunt Harper’s probably on the verge of a nervous breakdown by now.

She thought about it, and since she only had to meet Doctor Smith at four for the property transfer, she could go home for lunch and spend quality time with the three little ones.

Christopher, hearing her plan, was looking forward to it and said, "I’ll try to come back early tonight."

"Okay. You go ahead and work, I’ll hang up now!"

Knowing that the Seal-Cloud situation was stable for the moment, Amelia felt much better.

She reached the agreed-upon location, got the transfer documents from Jacob Garcia, and then drove straight home.

While having lunch with the kids, her phone chimed with a notification.

It was a WhatsApp message from Charles Smith, reminding her that the remaining payment had arrived, asking her to confirm receipt.

She checked her mobile bank notifications, and sure enough, all the funds were credited in full.

She couldn’t help but admire Doctor Smith’s commitment to keeping his promises.

Not wanting to give this money directly to Christopher and cause any more waves, she put down her chopsticks and called Benny Palmer to "mediate."

Since Charles Smith had kept his promise, Amelia naturally wanted to show her sincerity too.

At four in the afternoon, she appeared punctually outside the entrance of the administrative service center.

But Charles was half an hour late, showing up only at 4:45.

"I’m so sorry, Miss Norton, when I was about to leave the hospital, a patient had a situation, and I had to handle it urgently. You’ve been waiting for a long time, I truly apologize," Charles apologized repeatedly as he arrived, very well-mannered.

Amelia felt a bit flattered and quickly waved her hand, "It’s okay, I didn’t have anything else to do anyway. But... you’ve given me all the house payment already, and we haven’t even completed the transfer. It’s not fair and... not safe for you."

Charles accompanied her up the steps, smiling as he said, "What’s unsafe about it? I trust your integrity."

She didn’t know what to say, so she just smiled, "Thank you..."

As they walked into the certification hall, many people turned to look at them.

The girls naturally stared at Charles, while the men sneaked a glance at Amelia.

There’s no help for it; a good-looking pair like them attracts attention wherever they go.

The process went smoothly, and after Amelia signed her name, she stood up to make way for Charles to sit and sign his name.

Standing slightly behind him, she discreetly observed him. Watching his long fingers hold the pen, his jet-black, tousled short hair, and his upright posture as he wrote - every detail exuded an elegant and charming aura.

Snow truly has a good eye!

Amelia thought to herself, planning to find an opportunity later to chat and ask if he was married or had a girlfriend...

Once all the signatures were done, both of them pressed their fingerprints, finally finishing the transfer procedure before the staff’s shift ended.

"All done! Mission accomplished! Thank you, Doctor Smith, really, thank you so much!" Amelia sincerely nodded in thanks, filled with gratitude.

Charles smiled, glancing at his watch to check the time, "No need for thanks. It’s... about this time; how about we grab some dinner together?"

Amelia, eager for a chance to learn more about him, immediately agreed, "Sure! But let me treat you. Thank you for helping me out so much!"

"Alright." The man readily agreed and then gently inquired, "Do you prefer Chinese, Western, or Southeast Asian cuisine?"

"Chinese is fine."

"I know a great private kitchen that I’d like to take you to try."

"Great!"