“Don’t worry. I won’t do such an unnecessary thing. Amelia already has her own family and children,” Tiffany said.

“Good to hear that.”

After Carter left the car, Tiffany drove off.

Shakily, Carter went upstairs. After entering his house, instead of heading to the bathroom, he fell asleep on the couch.

It was a silent night.

The next morning at ten, Tiffany called Amelia, saying, “Babe, are you awake?”

“I am.”

“The weather seems good today, so let’s shop. You should take more strolls while your stomach isn’t that big yet. It’ll be good for you.”

“All right.”

“Let’s meet at Pearl Plaza at eleven. We’ll have lunch before we shop.”

“Sure.”

Around eleven, the two met up at Pearl Plaza.

Giving Amelia a huge hug, Tiffany chuckled, “Babe, did the little sweetheart in your tummy annoy you last night?”

Amelia shook her head.

After giving Amelia a once-over and realizing she seemed well and in a good mood, Tiffany teased, “Babe, be honest with me. Did something good happen to you last night? Look at how happy you look. You look as if love has entered your life.”

Tapping her forehead, Amelia laughed, “You must have written too many novels for you to think that.”

Tiffany laughed along with her.

“Babe, what do you want to eat today?”

“Let’s have stew. I’ve been craving to have it today.”

“Look at you and your meager requests. All right, since your sweetheart baby wants it too, we’ll have stew today.”

Tiffany booked the reservation for them before they headed toward the restaurant.

Right as the two sat down, Amelia’s phone rang. It was a call from an unfamiliar number.

Tiffany asked,

“I don’t know. I don’t

her by taking her phone and ending the call. “Since you don’t know the number, don’t pick it up. It’ll save your time if it turns

Amelia nodded.

woman. “Tiff, hand me

then accepted the call. “Hello, may I know

I’m Carter’s mother. We’ve met several times a few years ago. Do you

on her phone tightened. She never thought that she would receive a call from Faye nearly five years later. Faye’s voice was a

having conducted corporate espionage.

after Amelia took in a deep breath, then could she tamp down the fear growing

she stared at Amelia’s phone. Then, she gritted out,

her hand and gave her a look, signaling her to stay silent. She then said, “Mrs.

now? I’d like to invite you to a meal; I have

now. I don’t think I can

in her mind, so she did not want to see the

and your friend. Just tell me your

I’m afraid my friend won’t feel comfortable with you around while we eat.

Although I’m much older than you, I

to continue rejecting Faye, it

the address before ending the

asked, “She’s

Amelia nodded.

she feel a little more shameful about what she’s doing? She’s the reason

be angry. It’s been a long while since then. I’ll only be making life difficult for me if I were to still hold them

had a contractual marriage with him, you might now be in jail. I’ve never seen such a lowly, despicable person like her. I wish I could spit on each and every one of them. What kind of wealthy people are they? They’re worse than thugs. Even thugs’ misdeeds are

her hand and consoled. “Since you know how terrible they are, why are you still wasting your strength getting mad at them? It’s

that head of yours?” At that very moment, Tiffany wished she could pry open Amelia’s skull to examine whether her brain was shaped differently from everyone else. Why else would she be able to have lunch with the Scotts as if

me to feel angry at her. Moreover, they won’t know that I’m mad at them, so why

only glare at her friend, who always came up with all sorts

anymore. It isn’t worth it

to that was to furiously order

come. Soon, she entered with her

“Why did you feel like eating stew? The smell here in this restaurant is pungent. Even if you’re hungry, you should be going to a

no rich lady like Mrs.

uttered, “And you are…? You look

back then, too,” Tiffany mocked.

voiced, “Oh, now I

hope Mrs. Scott doesn’t have the tendency

out a fake

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