The arch of Adam's brows automatically pressed against the forehead. As his mouth was tightly shut by tension, his breath was held by nervousness. How could he forget to put his phone on silent mode? “Since when did you share your contact to other people, Adam? I never found out,” Amber asked in a surprised tone. After one firm blink, the man hurried to curl up his lips. “I was also surprised my phone suddenly vibrated. This must be a wrong call. Only Mr. Berg and you keep my contacts," the man explained before rejecting the call. Pursing her lips, Amber nodded. A second later, she changed her expression back to being friendly. “Freja, Ella,” she called while turning to the right and left, “I have to go now. Since I'm sure you both have great taste, I trust you to choose the best photo. And remember! Don't spread our photos anywhere! Keep them like how Mr. Berg keeps our video." "Don't worry, Amber. You can count on us." Freja raised an eyebrow. "Yes! You better think about which
"I'm sorry, Amber. I just don't want you to be burdened by new problems," Adam sighed as he reached for her shoulder. "But you're causing a bigger problem!" Amber shouted while pushing his hand away. Tears were already streaming down her face. The sight succeeded in widening the wound in Adam's heart. Looking down, he held regret. "I know. This is my fault." "What else are you going to do now? Go see my parents? Kneel before them and let those men beat you up again? Or kneeling in front of the agency building?” Amber quipped with a choking voice. As he was unable to bear the guilt, Adam closed his eyes and sighed in resignation. "I don't know ...." "Just do it! Aren't you always reckless? You always think from your point of view only, without considering the consequences of the other side. Why don't you just burn the building down?" "No," the man replied with a slow shake. “You are the best jewelry designer, Adam. You should be able to do the calculations correctly. But why don
"Adam!" Amber called while getting up from the chair. With a bright smile, she approached and sat on her lover's lap. “Look! Is it good?" With high arched eyebrows, the man watched her expression. "Have you decided?" "Yeah," Amber lifted her notebook closer to his eyes. “Come on! Take a look!” A second later, Adam spread his admiration to the air. “A pendant?” he sighed in disbelief. Smiling, the woman nodded. “Max and Julian have a pendant with their parents’ pictures in it. I think their children should have too. The pendant can be both a reminder and an encouragement.” "Some kind of talisman?" Adam tilted his head. "Yeah, some kind of lucky charm," Amber said with sparkling eyes. "So, what do you think?" Adam spontaneously furrowed the eyebrows, pretending to rack his brain. When the expression on the woman's face turned worried, only then did he give her a smile. “It's a very good idea, Precious, and this sketch looks perfect.” "Are you serious?" Amber's enthusiasm peaked
"What success do you mean, Bas?" Amber asked while shaking her head faintly. "Come on, Amber. Don't act stupid! Just say thank you to me and the others. We won't charge you anything," Sebastian said lightly. As she could not bear the burden of the questions in her mind, Amber closed her eyes tightly. "Wait a minute! What happened, Bas? Adam and I really don't know anything. We've just activated our phones now. And all we've seen since then are comments from haters." There was a sudden silence for a moment. Sebastian needed some time to digest the situation. "So, you don't know what was going on?" "Yes!" Amber gave a deep nod. Her round eyes radiated tension to Adam. "I thought you guys were secretly monitoring on the computer. But you weren't?" Sebastian murmured as if he was struggling with his thought. "Please don't beat around the bush, Mister Evans. Just tell us! Amber could pass out if she’s holding her breath any longer," Adam interrupted as he rubbed his lover's back. Af
“Actually, I am here to discuss it. My husband is furious. Our company's credibility has decreased since the merger was aborted,” Mrs. Lim admitted while stroking the brooch attached to her bag. “Will he come to pick up Amber soon?” Adam guessed in a slightly lowered voice. After letting out a heavy sigh, Mrs. Lim brought her eyes back together. “He is still busy taking care of the company. But once the matter is resolved, he will definitely come here.” In silence, Adam let his brain work hard. The tangles he had to unravel had gotten worse. “What is the Lim Company dealing with?” "There wasn't any. However, my husband is not someone who is content with small accomplishments. He needs a large network and capital for expansion into the developing countries. Now, that obsession is causing problems.” "Will the problem be solved if those two things are obtained?" Adam inquired, raising an eyebrow. Knowing the man's intentions, Mrs. Lim grimaced. “Yes for company problems and no for
"Daddy?" Amber sighed, choking with horror. Before Mr. Lim could move, she quickly closed the door and turned the key. "Amber, what are you doing?" her mother asked in surprise. "No! I won't let Daddy hurt Adam again!" the daughter cried breathlessly. Her hands were outstretched against the door, just in case someone broke in. Understanding that fear, Adam approached and stroked Amber’s head gently. "Calm down, Precious. Your father must have come to pick up your mother, not to make a fuss. Now let your mother out." “And let them in to beat you unconscious?” Amber refuted with a painful look. “No!” Suddenly, there was another knock on the door from outside. A second later, Mister Lim's voice propagated through the air. "Is this your way of honoring your parents? Where is your respect, Amber?" "I don't need to respect people who don't respect Adam," Amber replied in a higher tone. "That widower has turned you into a disobedient daughter, huh?" Mister Lim quipped before banging o
"Why did my father leave the map?" Amber sighed, blinking at Adam. “I don’t know.” With the same confusion, he took the folder and examined the file that he had not read thoroughly before. "A letter of transfer of assets from Adam Smith to ... Amber Lim?" Hearing that information, Amber quickly approached. With round eyes, she checked for herself what was written there. "This is an agreement between us? Not between you and the company?" As her mind could not find the answer, Amber grabbed the file and ran outside. "Daddy!" In an instant, Mister Lim stopped walking and looked back. "What is the meaning of all this? Explain it to me!" Amber cried as she held up the file in her hand. With a relaxed look, the old man turned and folded his arms behind his waist. "There is nothing to explain. It's all written in the letter." "You transferred Adam's wealth to me. Why?" As the man in question put the coat on Amber's shoulders, Mr. Lim let out a long sigh and looked away. "Giving my d
Seeing Ruby's name in the inbox, Adam caught his breath. His nerves were tense, while his heart was covered by anxiety. After swallowing hard, only then he was able to break the ice. "I don't know why this woman texted me again," he said flatly. "Do you want to read it?" Amber asked as she turned around with a doubtful look. After a moment of silence, Adam shook his head and grabbed the mouse. "She's not important anymore." However, just as he was about to permanently delete the message, Amber held his hand. "Wait, Adam ...." The man suddenly flinched. He did not expect that his lover would stop his action. "What is it, Precious?" "I don't think deleting the message will solve the problem. She will still try to contact you," Amber said between doubts. "Do you want me to reply this?" Adam concluded with eyes open to the max. He was like witnessing a miracle. Gripping in the fear, Amber lifted her chin. "Yes. We promise to face problems together, right? We're no longer hiding or