Chapter 149 Making Friends

“Mrs. Scott, I have no intention to put you on the spot. I was just worried that you were actually considering Amelia to be your daughter-in-law. When you first proposed the marriage between Carter and me to my parents, I flew all the way home. I fell in love with Carter at first sight and resolved to be his wife. Mrs. Scott, if you decide not to back me, I don’t know what else I can do,” Jennifer said pitifully.

Faye smiled. Comforting Jennifer, she said, “You’re the daughter-in-law of my choice, Jennifer. Amelia is already one of the Clintons. Nothing can happen between her and Oscar. Don’t let your imagination run wild. You’ll become a laughingstock.”

Jennifer nodded. The smile remained frozen on her face, but her eyes were menacing.

At that moment, Tiffany had dragged Amelia into the lift. Due to the odd hour, the entrance of the hospital appeared entirely desolate.

The crisp morning air was chilly. Tiffany rubbed her hands together, and asked, “Babe, are you cold?”

Amelia shook her head. “I’m fine.”

Tiffany tugged at Amelia’s sleeve. “Babe, it’s been a real rollercoaster of a night and I’ve gotten a little hungry. Shall we get supper? It won’t hurt to fill our stomachs with something warm.”

Amelia nodded.

Tiffany drove Amelia to a nearby diner. Before they got off, Tiffany turned to Amelia and queried, “You wouldn’t mind eating here, would you?”

Bemused, Amelia replied, “Tiff, do you really see me as an uppity princess now? Don’t forget that I went through hard times on my own before I married Oscar! We used to eat at small, homely diners like these together. Don’t you remember?”

Tiffany beamed. “I was just worried that after so long, you might have gotten too used to the taste of fine dining.”

Amelia detached her seatbelt. “Let’s go, then.”

Tiffany followed suit, the two of them entering the diner. Even though it was past midnight, the diner was packed. There were all sorts of characters, but somehow the presence of Tiffany and Amelia managed to draw all eyes to them nonetheless.

They couldn’t help it. Both Amelia and Tiffany were gorgeous creatures. Even though Amelia was seven months pregnant, her features remained as lovely as ever. Her figure wasn’t as alluring as it used to be, but she remained an intriguing sight all the same.

Tiffany didn’t lag behind in her look but forged ahead with her sense of style and fashionable clothing. With their combined beauty and sophisticated air, Amelia and Tiffany immediately became the center of attraction.

Tiffany glanced around. Then, she called to the owner, “Are there still any tables available?”

bustling, “Sure, let me get you a table. Please feel free to order as much as you want. It’s

“Madam, you’re

to place your orders whenever you’re ready. I see that this beautiful lady here’s pregnant. Shall I whip

“Sure,

owner hurried away to prepare

patrons, however, still lingered curiously on

table beside them turned and said, “Ladies, what

here for supper. You look pretty active yourself, mister, to be

who were still lurking around at this hour tended to be troublemakers. They might interpret Tiffany’s reply to

urgency of Amelia’s gesture but pursued the conversation relentlessly. “Mister, you look pretty

can always approach me if you need

“How may I address you, then? Where’s your security firm located? How big is it?

and Amelia. “You ladies don’t look like common folks. I guess you live

and said, “I’m sorry, Mister. I’m just an ordinary woman and I

“I’m pretty curious about your security firm!

out into debt collection as well. It’s up to you

you all professionals?” Tiffany inquired

service, and we emphasize honesty regardless of who our customer is. Our bodyguards have all been through professional training and are well-trained in kickboxing, combat, and other areas in martial arts. We’ll fulfill any request you have, as

far. Why don’t we head over to your firm tomorrow

the man

you, then,

aren’t interested in hiring bodyguards, we can still be friends.

Amelia, shaking her head. “She’s already taken,

replied, fixing his

wagged her finger. “I’m sorry. I’m attached as well. It looks like all our relationship is destined to remain strictly professional, Mr.

It’ll be a treat nonetheless for those young unmarried fellows

unreserved smile at his humor. “Mr. Laird, you seem to have a straightforward character. I’d like us to be friends. I’m Tiffany, and she’s Amelia. Would you mind

close friends call me Gary. You can call me that too,” Gary declared. For such an imposing man, he’d turned out to be rather breezy in his manner. Noting that, Tiffany had decided to make friends

that type of personality I appreciate. Let’s be friends, then. We’ll drink to that,” Tiffany proclaimed, boldly calling for the owner to bring over

shot a sideways glance at Amelia, then raised his mug and clinked it against Tiffany’s.

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