Chapter 515Chapter 515
Amelia got off work at six o'clock and walked out of the company with a group of people. Carter, who
was waiting by his car, immediately got up and walked over. All of Amelia's colleagues looked at her.
She felt her forehead twitch. She was actually not very welcoming of Carter's appearance.
Laura's uproar caused many ripples in the company. Although Amelia's colleagues would not say
anything in front of her because of her identity, people's hearts were unpredictable, and she had no
way of sealing their lips. Gossip was a fearful thing. It could force a normal person to live as if they
were skating on thin ice.
“Amelia,” Carter called, walking over.
All the colleagues looked at Amelia. Someone even laughed curiously. “Amelia, who's this handsome
guy?”
Before she could answer, Carter politely said to them, “Hello, I'm Carter Scott, the owner of my own
company. Amelia and I have the same alma mater, so we've known each other for a very long time.
Since she's working at your company, please help me take good care of her.”
A realization struck the crowd, and one of them suddenly said, “So you're the famous Mr. Scott. Your
fiancée's mother injured Amelia because of you. How do you plan to compensate her?”
Carter said appropriately, “That's just a misunderstanding. Amelia and I are only friends. If there really
was something between us, we would've gotten together a long time ago. There's no need to wait forso many years. I came here today to apologize to her. Can I borrow Amelia from you all for a while?
There are some things I want to make clear to her.”
Carter was so polite that the doubts in their hearts gradually disappeared.
“In that case, we'll go first, Amelia. You have a good chat with Mr. Scott.”
After they left, Carter said apologetically, “I'm sorry, Amelia.”
“Carter, there's really no need to be so polite. My injury has nothing to do with you, so I won't blame
you for no reason. We'll become estranged if you keep doing this.” A trace of impatience flashed in
Amelia's brows.
She could not seem to find the familiarity and cordiality that Carter and she had in the beginning. Even
though they were standing together, she felt like there was a distance between them.
“Amelia, do you not want to see me?” Carter asked sensitively.
A strange fire welled up in Amelia for no reason. She did not know why the two of them were so
entangled.
Before she could speak, a figure swiftly walked over and said in a sharp voice, “Amelia Winters, you
vixen.”
Amelia was splashed with a glass of water before she could react, and her upper body was drenched. “Amelia!” Carter snapped back to his senses and pulled Amelia behind him, glaring furiously at the
culprit. When he saw who it was, his pupils widened, and he blurted out, “Mom, why are you here?”
Faye threw the cup in her hand to the ground and snapped at Carter. “Why can't I be here? You'd be
ruined by this vixen again if I didn't come.”
The scene that Faye made attracted the white-collar workers who had just gotten off work and were
coming down from the building. Some workers from other companies also could not help but be
interested when they saw the drama unfolding.
Carter put his arm around Amelia to hide her face. He was afraid that she would be embarrassed if her
colleagues saw her.
Amelia gently broke away from his embrace, raised her hand to flick the water droplets on her body,
and walked past Carter. He subconsciously grabbed her hand and said, “Amelia, what are you doing?”
She simply pulled her hand back, walked to Faye, and said with a vague smile, “Mrs. Scott, it's been
seven years. I thought you had become more mature, but it seems your IQ regressed as you got older
instead.”
Being framed seven years ago and humiliated seven years later, Amelia felt like she could see history
repeating itself. That panic of being surrounded by people back then made her unable to resist lumping
her old grudges with her new ones.
Faye's expression became extraordinarily unpleasant when she was insulted like that by a junior.
“What did just you say?” Faye gnashed her teeth. “I rest my case. Mrs. Scott, don't tell me that even your comprehension skills deteriorated due to old
age,” Amelia said with a cold smile.
“You...” Faye raised her hand. However, just as she was about to swing it down, a strong force grabbed
her and dragged her away.
She stumbled as she was dragged, saying wretchedly, “Stop, Carter! Are you planning to rip my arm
off?”
Carter did not stop and simply shoved Faye into his car.
Amelia, who was still standing in place, ruffled her hair and smiled graciously at the onlookers. “Show's
over. Everyone can go home for dinner now.”
The white-collar workers looked slightly sheepish as they left.
When they dispersed, Amelie looked at Shane, who was holding a briefcase, and smiled somewhat
awkwardly. “What a coincidence. This is twice now you've seen my embarrassing state.”
Shane hurried over and handed her a clean handkerchief, saying, “Wipe yourself. I just came out and
was wondering what was happening. I didn't expect you to be the star of the show.”
Amelia took the handkerchief and wiped her face. She laughed and said, “I'm quite miserable as the
star. I wonder why other heroines are bright and beautiful, but I only look glamorous on the surface.
There are still many women who despise me. I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune.” “There's no helping it. With a face like yours, you're sure to have excellent luck with the opposite sex,
so your fate with other women will be a little worse,” Shane said with a smile.
Amelia smiled with relief. She was quite grateful for Shane's understanding. If he asked her what
happened earlier, she would only feel extremely embarrassed.
As the two walked side by side, Shane asked, “Where's Mr. Clinton?”
“He has a meeting to attend today. The meeting hasn't ended yet, and he works hard too, so I don't
need him to come to pick me up. It's a good thing he didn't come. He would've lost his temper again if
he saw me like this,” Amelia said frankly. “I don't want him to clean up after me every time something
happens. I can be independent too. He only treats me like glass because of some stuff that happened
in the past two years. That's not necessarily a bad thing, but I'm afraid that I'll end up depending on
him.”
“Isn't it only natural for a wife to depend on her husband?”
Amelia was just about to reply when a sports car stopped directly in front of them. A woman wearing
glasses poked her head out. She took off her glasses, looked at Shane carefully, and then her eyes lit
up in surprise. “Shane?”
“Tiffany.” Shane obviously recognized who the woman was and smiled. “Long time no see.”
Tiffany got out of the car and boldly punched Shane's chest, saying, “What are you doing here? Why
didn't you tell me you were in Tayhaven?”
“I changed my phone and lost everyone's contact information, so I couldn't tell you,” said Shane. “Iwork in this company. I'm also coincidentally Amelia's boss.”
“It must be fate.” Tiffany grinned. However, her smile faded a little when she saw the gauze on Amelia's
forehead, and she said with a slightly dark expression, “Amelia, what happened to your forehead? Why
didn't you tell me you were injured? Who did it?”
Amelia said, “I bumped it by accident. It's just a minor injury. Don't worry about it.”
“Your clothes are drenched, and your forehead is injured. Do you think I'm dumb? Tell me. Who did it?”
Tiffany looked furious. “Geez, woman, people really can't help but worry about you. You're going to
make me die of anxiousness. Look, the gauze is wet. Don't let the wound get infected. Forget it. I'll take
you to the hospital. Even if it's a small injury, you can't be sloppy about it.”
After saying that, Tiffany stuffed Amelia into her car like a whirlwind of anger, turned to Shane, and
said, “I'll take Amelia away first. It's great that you're working in this company. Let's have a meal
together tomorrow.”
“Sure.”
Looking at the car speeding away, Shane was caught between laughter and tears. Even after not
seeing Tiffany for so many years, she's still as fiery as before. I wonder what man can hold onto
someone as hot-blooded as her.
In the car, Amelia said, “Tiff, we don't have to go to the hospital. My injury really isn't serious.”
“Shut your mouth,” Tiffany said. “I was only away for a few days dealing with the Larsons, and this is
what you've gotten yourself into. Can't you let me worry less while I'm away? I think you're even moredifficult to handle than Derrick's mother.”
Amelia did not know whether to laugh or to cry. Tiffany made it sound like she was a disobedient little
girl.
Tiffany took Amelia to the hospital and had the doctor re-bandage her before she was relieved.
After leaving the hospital and getting into the car, she said, “Let's have dinner together. Call Oscar and
tell him to take care of Tony.”
Amelia indulged in Tiffany's wishes and made the call. After instructing Oscar, she hung up the phone,
put it into her bag, and laughed. “Let's go.”
“You're laughing? I'm going to settle the score with you later,” Tiffany said viciously. However, she still
carefully escorted Amelia to the car and put on the latter's seatbelt for her before going around to the
driver's seat. Then, Tifanny got in and started the car.
Amelia could not help but say, “Tiff, you're acting like my mom.” After saying that, the smile on her face
faded slightly, and she continued, “Wait, no. I don't think my mom ever treated me like this.”
The anger on Tiffany's expression slightly subsided as she said, “Stop! We're already grown up. It's not
like we need to be breastfed. We can live even without a mother. We're going to eat now, so cheer up
and don't affect my appetite. More importantly, don't try to change the subject. You'd better tell me
honestly how you got that injury on your forehead, or it'll be my turn to teach you a lesson.”
Amelia only smiled and leaned on the passenger seat, feeling at ease. When she relaxed, she ended
up falling asleep in the car. Tiffany glanced at her and turned up the air conditioning attentively, worried that Amelia would catch a
cold while asleep.