Jeremy shot him a cold glance. “You talk too much.”
Anderson shrugged without fear.
“Then I’m honored!” Amelia said.
“Ms. Amelia, please sit. I heard you’re a doctor. Could you take a look at me? I’ve been feeling weak lately.” Anderson dramatically clutched his chest, looking frail.
Recalling Anderson’s earlier skepticism about her abilities, Amelia smiled faintly. “Mr. Corva, your face is pale and you have heavy dark circles. You’re clearly sleep-deprived. Do you also feel heart palpitations and shortness of breath? Take better care of yourself. Don’t overdo it.”
Hearing this, Anderson nearly choked on his own saliva. His face flushed bright red. “Dr. Nygard, that’s not fair!”
He wailed and jumped to his feet. “These dark circles are from working late!”
“Anderson, be honest. I heard your new model girlfriend is younger than you,” Jeremy deliberately fanning the flames.
“Jeremy, you-“
Amelia pulled a small porcelain bottle from her bag and poured out a single pill. “Take one a day with warm water.”
Anderson took the pill as a pleasant herbal scent reached him.
He looked up in surprise. “This is … “
“Vitality supplements,” Amelia said calmly. “Pure herbal formula, non-addictive.”
She added meaningfully, “But no intimate activities while taking them.”
Anderson was so embarrassed he wished he could disappear. “Okay, thank you.”
“Alright, you can get lost now,” Jeremy said. He had finally gotten a chance to have lunch with Amelia alone.
Anderson complained, “Throwing me aside the second you don’t need me? Choosing women over friends!”
Anderson wailed as he was pushed out the door. Before leaving, he winked at Amelia. “Dr. Nygard, let me buy you coffee sometime. And thanks for the medicine today.”
“Don’t mention it. Take care of yourself, and your complexion will improve,” Amelia advised.
After the door closed, Jeremy looked embarrassed. “He talks too much. Don’t mind him.”
Amelia chuckled. “You two have a great friendship.”
Soon, waiters began bringing out dishes.
They served the restaurant’s specialties, filling the table with exquisite cuisine.
The waiters quietly withdrew after serving, gently closing the ornate carved door.
“Try it and see how it tastes. If you’re not satisfied, I’ll have them remake everything,” Jeremy said.
Amelia paused in surprise. “You own this club?”
“Yeah. I couldn’t find a suitable place to dine, so I opened this private club,” Jeremy replied casually.
Anderson loved entertainment, so he had invested as well and handled management.
That was how Anderson knew Jeremy would be dining here today.
Amelia said nothing, quietly savoring the delicious food.
Jeremy ladled her a bowl of mushroom bisque, his movements elegant and practiced. “Eat more. By the way, did the Nygards give you trouble?”
“What do you think?” Amelia deliberately kept him guessing.
“Sounds like they still haven’t gotten the message.” Jeremy responded.
“No matter what, I have ways to handle it.” Amelia said confidently.
Jeremy smiled. She was definitely the right woman for him.
Jeremy kept filling Amelia’s plate throughout the meal and she ate until she was completely full.
She felt as if Jeremy were killing her with kindness.
The two chatted and laughed, and time passed quickly.
After finishing their meal, they left the private room.
In the main hall, Jeremy was pulled aside by a friend, while Amelia, having eaten too much, decided to walk in the garden.
She had barely rounded a corner when she collided with someone.
“I’m sorry,” Amelia said politely.
The other person suddenly stepped forward, excitedly calling out, Amelia! You’re here too. Perfect! I’ve been looking all over for you.”
Hearing the voice, Amelia frowned with dread.
Sure enough, when she looked up, Vincent was standing before her.
Amelia stepped back, her gaze instantly turning cold. “Mr. Dester, please show some respect.”
Vincent ignored her words and eagerly stepped closer. “Amelia, I know you’re still angry. But give me five minutes. Just five minutes to explain, okay?”
Vincent had been searching for Amelia all this time.
Now that he had finally found her, he was overjoyed.
His voice carried a pleading tone. His family was breathing down his neck.
If he couldn’t marry Amelia, he would not be able to smoothly take over Dester Group.
“That’s not necessary. We have nothing to do with each other anymore. Please stop bothering me, Mr. Dester.” Amelia turned to leave, but Vincent grabbed her wrist.
“Let go!” Amelia’s voice was icy.
“Amelia, I’m your fiancé! How can you be so heartless?” Vincent demanded.
How could Amelia be so cruel to him?
“Mr. Dester, we broke off our engagement. The moment you left the engagement party, you and Gianna became a perfect match. You two should definitely stick together.” Amelia said.
“Amelia, you misunderstood. Gianna is like a sister to me,” Vincent explained.
“Ha! Such deep sibling love! Hugging each other like that without any shame.” Amelia said sarcastically.
“It wasn’t like that,” Vincent insisted, tightening his grip on Amelia.
Red marks immediately appeared on Amelia’s wrist.
“Let her go.”
Jeremy’s voice came from behind, ice-cold.
Vincent immediately released Amelia’s hand, his expression shifted. “Mr. Curran? You two …
“
He was stunned.
Why was Jeremy here?
“Mr. Dester, harassing my guest on my property? How refined. It’s a real eye-opener into the Desters’ upbringing.” Jeremy stepped forward and positioned himself in front of Amelia.
Vincent straightened his tie, trying to act composed. “Mr. Curran, you misunderstood. Amelia and I are old acquaintances. I was just catching up with her.”
He knew when to back down.
Vincent understood the situation and couldn’t afford to offend Jeremy.
Unless he had a death wish.
Still, he was curious why would Jeremy, who never meddled in other people’s business, suddenly intervene.
Did he know Amelia? Was Amelia the “date” he had mentioned?
Jeremy’s normally stern face instantly softened when he turned to Amelia. “Need my help?”
Jeremy naturally knew Vincent’s identity.
Vincent was obviously an idiot.
“No need. He’s just a nobody,” Amelia said coldly.
The two then left the garden together.
Vincent watched their retreating figures, clenching his fists. A sinister gleam flashed in his eyes.
He hadn’t expected Amelia to be involved with Jeremy, such a powerful ally. No wonder she treated him with such contempt.
“Amelia, I won’t give up,” Vincent sneered quietly. “Jeremy’s just infatuated for now. He can’t protect you forever.” He pulled out his phone and dialed a number. “Hello, I need you to investigate Amelia and Jeremy’s relationship. The more details, the better.”
…
Jeremy and Amelia walked out of the club side by side.
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