Mary immediately nodded, signaling for everyone to try the desserts, but her eyes couldn’t seem to leave the young lady. How rich must someone be to live so extravagantly?
They were wealthy in their own right, but there was still a big difference between types of wealth. Take buying handbags for example—while they might buy Hermes bags worth hundreds of thousands, at most they would buy three and rotate them. But this girl—everything she ate, used, didn’t even seem to care about how much it cost.
The young lady had already taken a seat. It turns out the woman who had pushed the door open earlier was just her personal caretaker.
“Miss, what would you like to eat? I’ll have them prepare it,” said the caretaker.
The girl’s voice was soft. “Auntie Ashford, you sit too. You don’t have to always take care of me.”
“That’s not possible. My duty is to take care of you, Miss,&rdquo
Edgar froze. "Little sis, I... I don’t have anything serious, right?"Amelia withdrew her hand and spoke calmly. "Relax, take care of your sleep and diet, go get checked at the hospital. It needs treatment."Edgar had originally asked Amelia to help treat Miss Abby, thinking that he would get a favor from his sister. He never imagined that the one who needed treatment the most would turn out to be himself.Amelia stood there, graceful and beautiful. She had changed into a black hoodie before leaving, her long legs partially visible, her long hair jet black, and her neck slender and pale. Her face was even more chillingly dangerous.Auntie Ashford noticed her immediately, her intuition telling her she didn’t quite like such a look—too sharp and aggressive for beauty.As Amelia approached, the bodyguard said, "This is the Little Divine Doctor. If Miss Abby has any symptoms, you can explain them to her.""Explain?" Auntie Ashf
Amelia stood up straight, no longer engaging in conversation with Auntie Ashford. She grabbed her black bag, her long legs elegant and cold as she turned to Edgar. "Big brother, let's go. These people don't need treatment."Edgar nearly had a heart attack from the anger. "Little sis, listen to me. Miss Abby is Miss Abby, and the Cromwell family is the Cromwell family. You—""Uncle Monroe," a soft yet noble voice suddenly interrupted.Auntie Ashford immediately changed her attitude, bowing respectfully. "Miss, what brings you here?"The young lady, holding up the hem of her skirt, moved with grace like a fallen angel. Her pale face and delicate features exuded a pitiful elegance. "What do you mean, 'I am I, and the Cromwell family is the Cromwell family'? the Cromwell family raised me. When I am able, I will surely repay them."Auntie Ashford shot a glare at Edgar, irritated. This manager really talked too much!Edgar, however, was all
"She's quite arrogant!" Molly paced back and forth on the floor, her steps loud. "If she doesn’t want to help, then fine, but she really thinks she's someone important! Pfft!"The young lady furrowed her brows and tightened her grip on Molly's arm. "Auntie Ashford."Molly seemed a bit scared, muttering, "I just think that girl is so ungrateful. In front of so many people, Miss apologized, and she still wouldn't accept it.""The ungrateful one is you!" Edgar couldn’t hold his temper any longer after Amelia left. "From now on, whoever wants to be the manager can be! I’m not doing it anymore, running around here cleaning up your mess! Calling a doctor when there’s nothing wrong, is this a joke?"Hearing this, the young lady’s eyes shifted. "Uncle Monroe, calm down. It’s just a small doctor.""A little doctor? Miss Abby, do you know how important the Little Divine Doctor is to Mr. Cromwell?" By this point, Edgar had
"I don't care what methods you use, but I don’t want to see her in LA again!"Mary forcefully hung up the phone, her eyes filled with disgust.She hadn’t planned to make things so ugly. After all, even raising a dog for years would create some attachment. But some people were like a stubborn adhesive—no matter how hard you tried to shake them off, they just wouldn’t go!Thinking about this, Mary suddenly seemed to remember something. She took out her phone and sent a message…That night, in ClearWater Alley, Amelia was locking her car when the sky had already turned dark.Normally, she wouldn't have paid attention to the streetlights, which flickered on and off.But as soon as she entered the alley, she noticed several figures trailing behind her.With her black bag slung over her shoulder, her thin lips curled slightly, her eyes already exuding a faint, cold charm.At the second streetlight turn,
It couldn’t be anyone from her past either, since her current identity was well protected. But no matter who it was, coming to the alley meant they had crossed a line with her.After all, the elderly lived there.The thug trembled in fear, nearly at his wit's end: "I—I don’t know, this lady, we’re just doing some odd jobs. Someone above pays us, and we do the work. We don’t know who sent us here."His words were confused and stumbling.Amelia, however, detected something off in his tone. "So, you’re taking under-the-table jobs?"The thug hesitated, glancing at the man he had knocked over.Amelia immediately raised her foot and stepped on the man’s hand.He immediately curled up in pain, his hand slapping the ground desperately. "Yes, yes! We’re taking under-the-table jobs!"Amelia finally moved her foot, turning her gaze back to the terrified man. "Looks like you’re the lead
"Julian." The thug answered without hesitation, clearly too scared to run. "Lady, we were just trying to scare you. We didn’t mean to do anything else. We thought, you’re just a young girl, if we shout at you a bit, you’d leave LA.""Right! What the boss said is true! Who knew you’d just start beating us up without saying a word!"This was the most ridiculous thing they had encountered in all their years of work!Amelia had listened enough. Her tone was light as she said, "You did manage to scare me, so for the emotional distress, you’ll need to compensate me."The thugs were stunned: Who’s being scared? They were the ones with bruises, broken bones, and who knew what else!Amelia smiled. "What’s wrong? You don’t want to pay? Fine, I’ll call the police, and you’ll all have a record.""Wait, wait!" Julian stretched out his hand, gritting his teeth in pain. "Lady, we’re willing
These were the only two Amelia hadn’t attacked.Julian shuddered when he heard her words. How did she know he was doing this for them...?Amelia’s voice was lazy. "You take jobs, fine. But why not take mine? At least it’s legal."Julian had accepted all sorts of jobs over the years—helping husbands catch their wives cheating, intimidating mistresses, dealing with troublesome mothers-in-law. There were even more questionable jobs, like forcing elderly people to vacate their homes for their daughters-in-law.All sorts of things. But usually, when they arrived, the average person would be scared. Even if they weren’t, they certainly wouldn’t think of them as good people.This was the first time they hadn’t scared anyone and had ended up losing their subordinates instead.Julian lowered his voice, "We don’t do anything too extreme.""I’m a doctor, treating patients. What’s too ex
"Harmony Clinic?" Julian's voice trailed off as the name sounded familiar. The little thug next to him reminded, "It’s the place where we had the foot massage before." Amelia raised an eyebrow, "What a coincidence, they used to be our customers." Julian froze, "But wasn’t it an old lady doing the foot massages…?" Amelia remained unfazed, "That’s right, it was my grandmother. It used to be a foot massage shop, but starting tomorrow, it’ll be a traditional medicine clinic. It’s kind of funny that you guys came here to intimidate us without even checking customer records." Julian’s face turned slightly red. "We’re just trying to make a living, but don’t worry, we won’t be bothering you again." Amelia picked up her black bag from the side, her brows slightly raised, "Call your boss." Julian didn’t react immediately. "Huh?" The pale-haired boy, though lacking in sight, was quick to react. "Boss." "Report on time tomorrow," Amelia said, satisfied, as she waved her hand. "Now, you c
The head chef had never seen such a voracious child before, and he looked at his own boss in astonishment.Amelia smiled and said, "Give it to him, he had a big appetite."Carl fiddled with the crimson prayer beads: "One might not be enough, Aunt Ruby went to Chicago alone, Amelia was definitely worried, so she asked Elijah to go with her, and bring some lamb legs to eat on the way."Elijah's round eyes looked over, attempting to change his view of men a little.After watching for a while, no, I still felt it was dangerous!Roger saw this and immediately had the chef arrange it.Elijah, who was not a picky eater, gathered all the desserts on the table and eagerly approached Ruby.Walking, definitely made me hungry, so I ate while walking!Ruby really liked Elijah a lot. She happily took him away with a big smile on her face.Without the presence of their elders, Carl's demeanor and attitude were different. He unbuttoned his collar with one hand and brushed Amelia's long hair aside wit
The wine was personally delivered by the restaurant owner, as is the tradition in such century-old establishments.Although he was not sure who exactly the Jenkins family was, based on the family's upbringing, if he really was the brother-in-law, he should have known that Mr. Jenkins has always been weak and cannot drink alcohol.How did you manage to have them deliver a bottle of red wine?Restaurant owner Roger Cortez rarely dined out, unless it was for business, so it was surprising to see him with Mr. Jenkins. After all, everyone in the circle knew about his health condition.Roger used to often see the young masters of the Fisher family and the Crawford family. Not to mention anything else, even if they came, he would never dare to offer Mr. Jenkins alcohol. He would simply serve him a cup of tea obediently.Sometimes, Mr. Jenkins would say that he had been feeling unwell recently. Please understand.Those young masters from noble families, dared not utter a single word.The rest
Carl praised him, as he valued his business worth.Of course, it was also because his last name was Cromwell."Amelia, Sebastian had to go to work." Sebastian hinted, "As a celebrity, we have to listen to the boss. My boss makes a lot of money and still enslaves us like this."Carl knew that he was poking him, with a faint smile: "Sebastian, you focus on your work, Amelia is here for me."Sebastian: ... If it weren't for the fact that you are my boss, I really wanted to flip the table!Amelia listened to the conversation between two people and suddenly said, "Sebastian, what was your upcoming job about?"She always felt that the actions on the show "Ultimate Survival" were not the end, but the beginning."What's the job about?" Sebastian didn't expect Amelia to ask him this, hesitated for a moment and said, "I should be participating in another variety show, it hasn't been officially announced yet, waiting for my manager to arrange it."Amelia played with the amethyst pendant and said
In hindsight, it was him overthinking. William held Mia and thought that when everyone dispersed, he would find an opportunity to look for Amelia.He didn't forget the words his father said to him when he was in his hometown.If I really managed to win over Amelia, maybe I could establish a connection with Garrett.And... he just took a glance through the door, it has to be said, that face is truly unforgettable.Adding to that, William couldn't believe that the other person could forget about him like that.Otherwise, it wouldn't be easy to find a partner, but rather to find a young and inexperienced person.With this in mind, William thought to himself, "What's the big deal? I'll buy a bottle of wine over there, just to save face for you."William's idea was simple: to send over a bottle of wine for Amelia to see just how stingy the person she was dating was.Of course, the most important thing is to let Amelia know that he was also at this restaurant.Mia paused for a moment and sa
"Mia, I advised you not to look for her anymore. Having such a fake sister is not disgusting enough."Upon hearing this, Mia suppressed her joy and furrowed her brows, asking, "Yetta, why would you say such a thing?""Mia, don't blame Yetta, your sister was always secretive about her relationships," William's roommate sneered. "Who knows what was going on."Dating?Mia seemed a little worried and said to Amelia, "Are you saying that sister was deceived? Grandma indeed never mentioned that sister had a partner."In fact, she didn't manage to get in touch with Victoria at all.But she had previously asked Denis about Amelia and hadn't heard of any romantic partner.Did she dare to say it? If her boyfriend was even one-tenth as good as William, she could still say it. But she ended up finding a gigolo, which is not funny enough.Mia felt really relieved after hearing these words.Mia still remembers how that person prevented her from coming down from the stage before.The way the other p
That sound was a bit noisy.After all, it was a restaurant where we had to line up and make reservations for meals.In addition, the location was right by the Sunshine Lake, and it was decorated in ancient style.All this commotion, surely someone would come out to manage it."Sir, could you please lower your voices and not disturb other people who are dining."William's roommate was embarrassed, his face turning red. "There are quite a lot of rules.""In public places, there are of course many rules." Someone over there added, "If it weren't for William, we wouldn't have been able to get in here. Why do you keep complaining?"Someone found him embarrassing.My roommate got angry and was about to argue.William stopped them and played the peacemaker, saying, "Alright, we should all have a drink later. Don't worry about the bill, I'll take care of it. Mia will also join us later; her roommates are all here. You guys are all single, so don't miss out on the chance to meet someone. Don't
The more Amelia thought, the hungrier her stomach became.As soon as the fondue arrived, the fragrance filled the air.It made people's appetites whetted.Carl treated everyone to a meal and said he would take them to a small place.How is it really possible that it could be a small place, this fondue has been in New York for over a hundred years.There were many unique local snacks, all of which were served steaming hot.The mutton was freshly cut and when eaten, it was incredibly delicious.Carl seemed to know that Elijah could eat more than anyone else.In addition to these meat rolls on the table, a roasted leg of lamb was also prepared and placed in front of Elijah. It was sprinkled with cumin and chili powder, roasted to a crisp and tender texture. With one bite, the aroma of the meat lingered in the mouth.Elijah's eyes lit up, and he didn't forget to give some to Ruby, meaning to let Ruby have some too.Amelia didn't need him to take care of her, there was that man, who would
Howard: "So we need to find out why he was so irresponsible."Raiden raised an eyebrow, "Howard, have you already talked to father?"Howard: "He approached me to talk, and even though I didn't want to talk, I had to, or else he would go and find you guys."Benjamin immediately stated, "I was busy."Raiden was even more smiling: "Every time my father talks to me, he falls ill. For the sake of his health, I think it's better for my father to be entrusted to you."In the eyes of his children, Zane was a hot potato, and only Howard could handle it.Howard didn't beat around the bush either: "I have been researching past events recently, and there will be results soon. If it is related to my father, it is indeed necessary to make my mother leave first. It is strange that my father made Amelia mature for outsiders."Howard: "Unless this outsider, he really mattered."Raiden raised an eyebrow and said, "Howard, are you trying to say that our father was sorry to our mother when he was young?
At this moment, Raiden spoke up and said, "Actually, Amelia doesn't need to worry about this. Besides Howard, no one in the group cares about her father."And so it came to this.Howard: "Howard, after all, he was the father. Let's not have this speculation before substantial evidence comes out. It will also be difficult for the mother."Raiden took off his glasses, a sinister aura emanating from him. "If father truly harmed mother and Amelia for his own sake, then what kind of father is he?"Howard: "Amelia did not explicitly say."Raiden didn't hesitate: "Amelia clearly said that we had to make a decision, no wonder she has been back for so long without even considering reaching out to us brothers.""Did we really protect Amelia as we said?" Raiden's mouth has always been sharp. "That day, Grandpa only said half of it, probably considering these things. Father arranged for a sponsored child to be born, and he always calls us his brothers."Raiden casually said, "If I were Amelia, I