Chapter 88 Searching For Amelia

"They are looking for me, but I don't want to be found." Although Amelia hadn't spent much time with the landlady, the woman was kind and considered Amelia her granddaughter. The landlady wouldn't tell anyone of Amelia's whereabouts, or at least that's what Amelia believed.

The landlady stayed silent for a moment. "Amelia, don't worry. I won't tell anyone, but at least let me help you, all right?" She put the newspaper down, glancing at Amelia with affection.

"Thank you." Amelia was grateful to her.

The landlady chuckled and shook her head. "Silly girl, I have lived alone in this courtyard for years, and you brought it back to life. It should be me thanking you instead."

The landlady's last name was Chen. A few years ago, his husband died because of a cerebral hemorrhage. She never cared about having children when she was young because of her career, and when she was ready, her body failed to support her. That was why she had been living alone after her husband's death.

After dinner, Amelia borrowed Mrs. Chen's computer and browsed the latest city news about Zhan Group. All she came across was the news about the withdrawal of shareholders and the crisis of the capital turnover.

Then she searched her name and came across an article. She read through it and scrolled down with shaking hands. It was the news about what Lucian thought of Amelia after she disappeared. At the end of the report, the author wrote exact words that Lucian directed to her: "If you still remember what I said at my mother's grave, come back to me. You promised that you would be with me for the rest of your life. How can you break your promise?"

Amelia read those words

guess what? He did fail her by marrying Fannie later." Edmund thought it wasn't a big deal.

Lucian felt as if a nail had pierced through his heart. His blood boiled, and he darted his icy cold eyes at Edmund. "Don't you ever say something like that in front of me! Understand?"

"Lucian, you've to see that this business world belongs to men. You can have any woman, but there's going to be only one Zhan Group." Edmund didn't give Lucian a chance to refute and left the office.

Lucian clenched his fists and looked at the door with an expressionless face. His eyes showed a different story by a severe coldness that could make anyone tremble with a glance. No matter what he did, he couldn't get rid of Edmund's words. He stared at the door and punched the table.

Lucian would have killed the man if he could. At the same time, Amelia had just started to chop the vegetables when the knife slipped and fell on the ground. She stared at the knife for a long time with horrified eyes. Her stomach churned, making her feel uncomfortable.

"Amelia, are you okay?" After hearing Mrs. Chen's worried voice, Amelia snapped out of her daze. The landlady started checking Amelia's hands carefully.

"My hands were stained with oil, and that's why it slipped. You don't have to worry, Mrs. Chen." Amelia managed to smile at the old woman.

"Rest for a bit, okay? I'll handle everything." Mrs. Chen picked up the knife on the ground.

Amelia shook her head. "Mrs. Chen, I want to make lunch today. Why don't you go and watch TV?" It had been over a week, and Mrs. Chen had cooked several dishes for her. Amelia wanted to reciprocate despite the uneasiness she felt in her heart.