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?”

and Tiffany, bustling, “Sure, let me get you a table. Please feel free to order as much as you want.

“Madam,

you’re ready. I see that this beautiful lady here’s pregnant. Shall I whip up something off-menu and more nutritious

replied on Amelia’s behalf. “Sure, we’ll have two of

then sat down as the owner hurried away

however, still lingered curiously on Amelia

the table beside them turned and said, “Ladies, what brings you here instead of sleeping soundly

here for supper. You look pretty active

sleeve to stop her. She was terrified that Tiffany would run her mouth and get them into trouble. She believed that people who were still lurking around at this hour tended to be troublemakers. They might interpret Tiffany’s reply to them as

the conversation relentlessly. “Mister, you look pretty

approach me if you

you, then? Where’s your security firm located? How big is it? Do

look like common folks. I guess you live in a rather

clearly been piqued. Amelia, however, remained non-committal, and said, “I’m sorry, Mister. I’m just an ordinary woman and I don’t think

laughing, “I’m pretty curious about your security

guards and bodyguards, we’ve branched out into debt collection as well. It’s up to you to see which of these services interest you,” he replied

you all professionals?” Tiffany

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

so far. Why don’t we head

man said

I address you, then, mister?” Tiffany

I’m thirty-one years old this year. Even if you aren’t interested in hiring bodyguards, we can still be friends. You ladies are

She pointed at Amelia, shaking her head. “She’s already

replied, fixing his gaze

wagged her finger. “I’m sorry. I’m attached as well. It looks like

customers. It’ll be a treat nonetheless for those young unmarried fellows at my firm,” the man

character. I’d like us to be friends. I’m Tiffany, and

friends call me Gary. You can call me that too,” Gary declared. For such an imposing man, he’d turned out to be

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

a sideways glance at Amelia, then raised his mug and clinked

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