Mr. Waltson, Refrain Yourself

“I don’t think so. I haven’t seen any sign of her.”

Amy muttered: “That’s not necessarily. You haven’t seen it. It doesn’t mean she doesn’t have a crush in her heart.”

When she finished, she stared at Max.

Max raised his hand: “What are you doing looking at me like this?”

Amy stood up and said, “Nothing. I just guessed it casually.”

She said she was leaving.

But after all, how could Max just let her go.

Max pulled her back and said, “Little girl, don’t play in front of me and speak clearly.”

Amy said, “I have already made it clear. With such an excellent man as you, Sister Amanda looks other men like scum.”

“Come on, don’t be paranoid. If Amanda really shows me this idea, I will not use her. I have a bottom line in life. Don’t you understand?”

Amy certainly knows.

It’s scary… Amanda hides her feelings deeply.

Max kissed her gently on the lips and said, “Come on, stop thinking nonsense, you know?”

“Go for lunch. Would you like to come together?”

“Do you think it is appropriate for an employee to have a blind date with my boss?”

Amy shook her head. “It’s too inappropriate.”

She just casually said that if Max agreed, she would be angry.

At noon, Amy and Amanda left the company together.

For convenience, the location of the blind date was set in the coffee shop downstairs of the company.

When she came to the door, Amy said to Amanda, “Sister Amanda, go in by yourself. I’ll go to the next door and have an ice cream for you.”

Amanda nodded: “OK, Miss Amy, I’ll find you later.”

Amy is at the ice cream shop, and Amanda comes before she finishes eating an ice cream.

Seeing her so fast, Amy was surprised and said, “Why so fast?”

Amanda said calmly, “Yes, Miss Amy, my side is over.”

“How is it?”

Amanda smiled and said, “I’m not suitable for that gentleman.”

Amy looked at Amanda, “Where does he not meet your requirements?”

“No, he’s very good. It’s me… I’m not good enough to match him.”

“Why? You are the best right hand assistant around Max, and you are worthy of any man.”

Amy said, paused for a moment and then asked, “Sister Amanda, is there someone in your heart?”

Amanda looked up at her.

The two looked at each other as if they wanted to see each other through.

After a moment, Amanda nodded: “Yes, I have someone I like, so please ask Miss Amy not to arrange blind date for me in the future.”

“Since there are people you like… why not pursue them? On your condition, no man should refuse you.”

Amanda smiled shallowly: “There are always some people you want, but they just let you love them, even if you have made all the efforts for them, but the other party doesn’t look at them. For so many years, I also want to understand that since love is impossible, it’s better to hide this feeling silently and live your own life. I like my life now, so please forgive Miss Amy and don’t introduce me to the blind date.”

Amy frowned: “I should say I’m sorry. I made my own decision.”

Amanda said: “Miss Amy, if there is nothing wrong, I will go back to the company first. There are still many things to deal with in the company.”

Amy nodded: “You go.”

After watching Amanda leave, Amy is in a heavy mood.

Although she hoped that her guess was wrong,… she always felt flustered when she saw Amanda’s firm eyes just now.

So many years of love?

There are no other men around her except Max

Amy was a bit upset.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

She wanted to find someone to talk to, but when she opened the phone book, she found that she didn’t even have a friend.

When she saw Penelope’s name, she hesitated and dialed Penelope’s number.

Penelope answered, with a slightly witty voice as always: “How did Miss Waltson remember to call me?”

Amy frowned: “Miss Penelope, are you busy?”

“No, I’m busy. You call me, not just to ask me if I’m busy? What’s up?”

“Yes, I want to meet you. Can you come out?”

“At this time, the two of us meet. If we are caught, we are afraid to be scribbled by the reporter.”

Amy thought for a while, really.

Penelope has just been exposed as a ‘scandal’.

Penelope then said, “If you don’t mind the trouble, you can come to see me at the family.”

Amy’s eyes lit up: “You live at brotherComan’s house.”

Penelope was embarrassed for a moment: “This is the case for the time being, but don’t misunderstand me. Master Badaire doesn’t live here.”

Amy smiled and said, “Then I’ll go to Brother Coman’s house to find you. I’ll see you later.”

The driver quickly sent Amy to Badaire Coman’s house.

Amy rang the doorbell and was led into the house by the servant.

Aunt poured Amy juice.

Amy said, “Thank you. Could you please let us go out for a while? I want to have a chat with Miss Penelope alone.”

The aunt took orders and took people away.

Seeing Amy’s worried face, Penelope sat sideways and looked at her and asked, “Miss Waltson, what happened? You look serious and a little scary.”

“Miss Penelope, let’s stop calling each other Miss Waltson and Miss Penelope, and just call Amy and Penlope, OK?”

Penelope shrugged: “Yes, as long as you don’t dislike it, I’m very happy.”

Amy smiled and said, “From the moment I called you Penlop, I really regarded you as a friend. Some words… I can only say to you as a friend.”

Penelope thought to herself, this little girl, she is spilling the beans.

“Well, tell me. I’ll listen.”

Amy looked up at Penelope and said, “I think… there is something wrong with Sister Amanda.”

Penelope sat upright for a few minutes: “What do you think is wrong with her?”

Amy said, “I suspect she likes Max Brother.”

Penelope couldn’t help laughing: “So this is it.”

Amy frowned: “Is this… very funny?”

Penelope patted her on the shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, your Max is an extremely handsome and rich fool. He is out of print for his feelings and behavior. He can never have something to do with Amanda. As for other women who like him, you can’t stop it. It’s OK to take care of your Max.”

Amy said, “I’m not worried about this. I also believe in Max Brother.”

Penelope nodded: “What are you worried about? Afraid Amanda will take advantage of her position to rob your man?”

“No, I doubt…”