Chapter 210 A Fool For Her Charms

"Lucian, the milk tea shop has been sold out," Amelia said as they were having dinner. She took her time to swallow her bite before she continued. "Do you think… I can try opening a flower shop now?" she asked him tentatively.

This morning, Courtney had given Amelia the idea. Flowers and plants were feminine interests, and they were popular with the women in the area, so Courtney suggested for her to open a flower shop.

"Or maybe a toy store, or a bookstore?" she added hastily. She wanted Lucian to take her proposal seriously.

"Mrs. Amelia, those are a lot of suggestions. Are you sure you've considered it carefully? Businesses don't grow from whims," Lucian answered, looking over to Amelia with a serious expression.

"Mr. Lucian, I am consulting you for advice. After all, you're one of the best in your field," Amelia replied playfully.

The corners of Lucian's mouth raised slightly. Amelia's tactics were definitely working. "You’re not so bad yourself, seeing that you can flatter me this much," he teased back. "I'll have no choice but to agree if you put it that way."

"So… It's okay?" Amelia had already been prepared to butter him up more if he was opposed to her ideas, but it seemed that she didn't have to anymore. Still, she had not expected Lucian to agree so easily.

"It's time for dinner now. I can even out our favors later…" He looked at her and smiled mischievously before continuing, "…in the bedroom."

Amelia had almost choked on her food. Her cheeks burned scarlet as she avoided Lucian's eyes. She glanced at Lily, who was standing beside them. The woman had a subdued smile on her face. Amelia quickly turned her eyes back on her plate from embarrassment.

"Lucian! How can you say that? We are eating…"

thoughts drifted to Sasha. The last time Lucian had spoken of her, he had told her that she was in a bad condition. Sasha had once been an adversary, but Amelia couldn't ward off thought about her.

At dusk, the golden lights of the SJ Garden were all lit up. The white walls were bathed in their ethereal glow, as the orange hues of sunset receded.

"Amelia, I heard that you went to the shop today?" Lucian asked as he watched a ball game in the living room after dinner.

Amelia, who was holding Mark in her arms, was a little surprised, but then she joked, "I'm getting closer and closer to believing that you're spying on me. Nothing escapes your eyes, Mr. Lucian."

"Hmmm. That's not a bad idea. Maybe that way my headaches would lessen," Lucian quipped.

Amelia scrunched her face in annoyance but answered seriously, "Originally, I had planned to buy Courtney's milk tea shop, but I changed my minds."

"Why is that?" Lucian raised his eyebrows in question.

"That shop is like the fruit of Courtney and Kent's love. It's something more sentimental. The two of them have gone through a lot of difficulties, and the shop is witness to that. If I change the place into something else..." her voice trailed off as she told Lucian her feelings.

"You feel like you're taking those memories away from them?" Lucian finished her sentence for her. Amelia missed the small curve on Lucian's lips as he looked at her. He did not need any more explanation to understand what Amelia was feeling. Her sincerity never failed caught him off-guard every time, and he didn't have the heart to argue with her plans anymore. "Go ahead. You can keep the original design of the place. That way they can also look back on the memories that they have there."