Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 464 Changing Minds

Chapter 464: Chapter 464 Changing Minds

Shaw came to her to say goodbye.

Originally, when Amelia Garcia sold Venus, she promised to help Shaw settle into a new job.

But when Shaw returned to the country, she didn’t bother her.

Amelia thought it was because Shaw felt awkward, until they met up, she realized Shaw was a second-generation rich kid.

"Actually, my dad has long wanted me to go back, but I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to be controlled by them or pressured to get married. But now, Venus is no longer ours. If I look for another job, I surely wouldn’t find a boss as good as you. Thinking it over, I might as well go work at my family’s company."

After Shaw finished speaking, she smiled sheepishly, took a sip of hot cocoa, and continued, "But my hometown isn’t in River City, so I have to leave here!"

Amelia nodded slightly, surprised, "You’ve been with me for several years, didn’t expect you were hiding this."

"Oh... wasn’t hiding anything. My family does trade, compared to Seal-Cloud Corporation, it’s nothing. Besides, the economic situation hasn’t been good these past few years, the business isn’t doing well either."

"Yeah, it’s been tough these past years."

"Sis, I’ve packed everything in my rental place and sent it back home. Here’s the key, the landlord is traveling abroad and won’t be back soon. When she returns, I’ll trouble you to help me terminate the lease."

Shaw placed the key on the table, smiled, and entrusted her former boss.

"Alright, don’t worry, I’ll handle it for you." Amelia always treated this girl who was only a few years younger than her like a sister.

Now that they were about to part, she truly felt reluctant.

"When are you leaving? I have something tonight; how about I take you out for a meal tomorrow?" Amelia thought she should at least give a proper send-off.

But Shaw said, "I’ve given you the key, I won’t have a place to stay tonight, so I have to leave today!"

"Today? So suddenly?"

"Yes, my dad came for a business trip, drove here, so I’ll leave with him."

Saying this, Shaw glanced at her phone, "Oh! It’s almost four, my dad’s business should be done, I have to go."

Amelia got up and walked over to give her a tight hug, "Come back often when you have time, Noah and Ethan still talk about you."

"Yes, I will!" Shaw hugged back tightly, then suddenly thought of something, pulled away a bit, "By the way, you and Mr. Hart... you guys reconciled long ago, right? When are you having the wedding? Then... don’t forget to invite me, I want to be a bridesmaid!"

Speaking of this, Amelia laughed, "Sure! I’ll definitely reserve the bridesmaid spot for you."

Before she finished saying this, Shaw’s phone rang. She glanced at the screen, "It’s my dad calling, I have to go. Sis, goodbye! Be really happy, okay!"

Amelia stood there, watched the girl bouncing away yet occasionally turning back to wave goodbye, a strange sense of loss filled her heart.

Venus was something she created from scratch and yet "buried" with her own hands.

Her partner Kane left a long time ago.

Now, after years of companionship, her assistant also bid farewell and left.

All the witnesses of this journey in life have stepped off this train, it’s like no one is left to prove she once fought, once struggled.

She sat down dazedly and began asking herself: Was it worth it?

But in the next second, a voice resounded firmly in her mind: It was worth it!

Life involves gains and losses; letting go is necessary to gain.

She let go of her career, paused her strides on ambition, and gained a relatively complete family, acquiring what the children lacked—fatherly and motherly love.

As for the past, all she could do was wave goodbye to it.

Lowering her head, her fingers brushed over the lock screen, she opened WhatsApp, and for reasons unknown, she sent someone a message.

[Shaw was actually a second-generation wealthy kid, she left River City to go back home to work at her family’s company...]

After sending the message, she felt a bit regretful.

Why tell him these things?

Just as she was about to retract it, she saw the top of the screen flash, indicating the other party was typing.

Her heart skipped a beat, she didn’t expect that guy hadn’t gone to sleep and saw the message so quickly.

After a while, the screen flashed with a reply.

[Even if former allies have gone their separate ways, the figure of you fighting and striving remains etched in life, not erased. Your competence, your strength, your experience won’t fade away because of their departure. Trust that in the future, we will only get better.]

Amelia looked at this message, silently reciting it many times in her heart.

The more she read, the more touched she felt, the warmer it became.

He gets it.

He truly understands.

He knows the low spirits she’s in, knows what she’s thinking, hence offering this kind of comfort.

For a while, she curled her lips slightly, wanting to reply, but didn’t know what to say, thought carefully, then replied with a single character.

[Hmm.]

Christopher Hart saw that character, lost all sleepiness, and smiled gently.

Suddenly, he missed her, missed her terribly, so without hesitation, he dialed her number.

After replying with that character, Amelia put down her phone, took a sip of coffee, and gazed out the window.

Suddenly the phone vibrated, she was slightly startled, turned around to see the caller ID, her expression a bit... surprised.

Why is he calling?

Her emotions suddenly became complex, like she felt wronged, yet excited, and a little bit happy. Without much hesitation, she picked up the phone and answered, "Hey, what’s up..."

Christopher Hart listened to her low and muffled tone, thinking she was still dwelling in the sadness of parting and asked concernedly, "Are you alright?"

"Of course I’m fine, I’m just randomly reflecting. It’s good that Shaw went back, returning to her parents, there’s someone to watch over her."

"Yeah, you have a family too, no need to envy anyone else."

"I know."

This sentence, you also have a family, strangely hit a tear-trigger for Amelia.

She lowered her head, through the phone, her nose felt sore and painful, thinking she’s recently become sensitive and sentimental, she immediately adjusted her mood.

On the other end, Christopher Hart naturally didn’t know how this simple sentence brought such a wave to her, only thinking about her sacrifices for him, also started reflecting on his actions.

Then, after a brief silence on both sides, he gently asked, "Tonight’s dinner with Mr. Smith, I’ll accompany you, I’ll host, how about it?"

Amelia was taken aback, her eyes widened slightly, stammering, "You... you said you’re still... you still can’t be discharged now, don’t mess around!"

"It’s okay, I can sit in a wheelchair anyway."

"No way!" Amelia was anxious, worriedly said, "The doctor said you could be discharged the day after tomorrow but you still have to lie down for some days. The surgery went well, the recovery too, if you mess around now and hurt yourself again, like nerves displacement or bones..."

"But I think you’re right. Mr. Smith has helped us so much, regardless of your mom’s side, or for your sake, his help is a fact. I should host a meal in appreciation, sincerely thank him."