"Let's go in!" Amos shrugged indifferently. He knew very well what he was supposed to do.
Meanwhile, Naomi assumed that her father had decided to turn a blind eye. She quickly heaved a sigh of relief and exclaimed, "Thank you, Dad!"
"Don't thank me too early. It's not easy to woo my daughter. Tell him to show some sincerity, or your mother and I will never approve of him!"
Then, Amos took another look at Naomi's high heels.
"Look, the skin of your heels have peeled off! Have Cindy prepare some ointment for you once you've gone in. The daughter of the Granger family has no need to go to these lengths just to make someone happy. Next time, you're not allowed to wear something like this!"
"Okay!" Naomi nodded. She then threw a childish and cute gesture at her father..
"Dad, you're so nice!"
Amos was immediately serious as he said, "Don't try to act cute in front of me! That's exclusively for your mother!"
Naomi was rendered speechless.
How did it feel having parents who were constantly lovey-dovey around the house, at all times?
Anyhow, she had grown accustomed to it.
After she came back, Eudora was in no mood to enjoy some television. Instead, she had been sitting on the sofa absent- mindedly. When she saw Amos coming in, she quickly came to her senses and asked in a hurry.
"Why did you take so long? What did you say to her?"
Amos saw the expectant look in her eyes, but he acted like he wasn't aware and said casually.
"Aren't you watching television? Let's watch it together!"
He picked up the remote control as he was speaking.
Eudora quickly stopped him and asked, "You know what I'm talking about, don't you? Stop acting dumb! Have you scolded her? Let me go check up on her..."
She was about to stand up when Amos grabbed hold of her arm.
"Why don't you admit that you were in cahoots with Naomi to trick me first>"
Eudora was dumbfounded.
She had once again been tricked.
She chuckled sheepishly, "Honey, you're really smart."
Amos cast a listless glance at her and said, "I am the closest to you in this world. No matter what happens, you are not allowed to conspire or stand against me, even if it's for the sake of our children!"
Wait. Was he jealous?
Eudora could only sigh in desperation, "Oh fine, I got it! You didn't scold her, did you? What happened to her and Nelson after they went out?"
"Nothing. They just had a meal together. By the way, she caught a thief in her dress!"
Eudora burst into laughter, "As expected of my daughter, she's much stronger than me."
Amos shook his head immediately and refuted, "Of course not! To me, you are always the best!"
A thought flashed through Eudora's mind as she smirked, "Oh fine. I'll go fill up the bath for you!" "Let's go together!" Amos chuckled.
The next day, as soon as Naomi arrived at the company, she saw a box of ointment on her desk.
She was mystified, only to hear her neighbouring colleague say, "The receptionist said that it was sent by a man this morning, so I grabbed it for you on my way up! What's going on? Why do you need this tube of ointment?"
Naomi replied, "I wore some high heels yesterday and scraped my heels. It's no big deal though!"
Her colleague instantly let out a cry of surprise.
"Oh my god! It seems that you are making great progress with your love life. This ointment must have been sent by Mr. Luther. At this rate, you two will have a wedding ceremony in a few months. I have heard that the weddings of rich people are very sumptuous and luxurious. Missy, you must invite me to your wedding in the future!"
Naomi shrugged helplessly, "You are thinking too much!"
"I don't care. Anyways, you have to send me an invitation for your wedding when you get married."
Naomi nodded in agreement, "Alright, I will definitely invite you!"
After they finished speaking, Naomi took a careful look at the ointment. She thought that perhaps Nelson had gotten up early to choose the ointment for her. She was delighted at the thought of that.
She picked up her phone and sent him a message that said, "Thank you for your ointment! My feet are much better now!"
At the same time, Nelson had his head buried in his palms. He laid back into his seat, feeling much exhausted.
Last night, after going back, he had spent a long time trying to calm Tiffany down. She was always a grumpy person, and after staying in prison for a few years, she had become quick-tempered.
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