My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)

Chapter 269

Steven Granger heaved out another sigh when he saw that Eudora George was quiet.

"To be honest, I'm also pretty troubled. Since I was a child, my family has been in a mess. I really

admire families in which everyone could get along well. It's hard to achieve for a family like ours."

He was right. While Eudora was still extremely cautious around Steven, she did agree with his

sentiments.

"Unfortunately, I was still young at that time, so I couldn't do anything about it. Now that I've grown up,

I'm finally capable of dealing with it. In the future, I'm certain that Amos and I will be able to get along

with each other."

Eudora raised her eyebrows.

Steven did not push further when he realized that Eudora was unconvinced. "Actions speak louder than

words in matters like these. Only time will tell."

All of a sudden, he asked, "Eudora, if I remember correctly, you're a designer, right?"

Eudora nodded, "Yes!

"That's great! Our amusement park is currently looking for a designer. My father said Valiant East has a

lot of professional designers who are willing to help me with this. However, my vision is very much

different from theirs. I'm not saying that Valiant East's designers aren't good. It's just that they're all too

old- fashioned! I want to incorporate something fresh and hip into my project. You lived abroad for a

while, weren't you? Would you be interested in joining our team?"

Was he asking for her help for his project?

Eudora thought it was inappropriate, and that it would be better if she refused, "I don't think it's right for

me to do that. I think it'd be better for you to ask Amos about this."

Steven looked a little disheartened, "Ah, I see. That's okay. I suppose I won't take up any more of your

time then!"

He then left the Ruby House.

Looking at his retreating back, Eudora felt a little confused. Steven...

At this moment, Auntie Valerie spoke, "Miss, I think that this might be an antique painting."

Eudora was snapped out of her thoughts and she proceeded to open the box. It really was an antique

painting, and it seemed to be an artwork from a famous painter.

Based on her experience with such art, Eudora could tell that the gift was authentic. Steven was really

generous.

"Where shall we put this, Miss?" Auntie Valerie asked.

Having thought about it for a moment, "Leave it in the storage room for now!"

Auntie Valerie nodded and followed her orders. Meanwhile, in Valiant East.

Harley Louis had been incredibly bored for the past few days. Upon hearing Amos' plan to take a

holiday trip together, Harley came to the office early in the morning just to ask Amos about it.

He was shocked when he learned that Christopher Gellert would be tagging along too.

"Fu*k, you're doing all this just to defeat a rival. You've really turned crazy!"

Amos spared him a leisurely glance, "Not only will I be able to do that, but I'm also going to set him up

with someone else too."

"Oh, that's much more vicious than beating him up! Thank goodness we're friends."

At this moment, Clint Zuckerberg came into the office, "Young Master Steven is here with his proposal"

Amos nodded, "Ask him to wait for me in the conference room."

Harley was shocked, "Steven? Which Steven? Your Uncle Harry's son?"

"Who else would it be?"

"Holy heck! Are you actually negotiating with him? Just tell him to f*ck off!" Harley hollered angrily, his

rage befitting his job title.

Whenever he thought about the hardships that Harry Granger had put Amos through, he was tempted

to just spring up from his seat and break something in rage.

Clint looked at Harley helplessly, "Please calm down, Mr. Louis."

"Calm down? What do you mean? They must be thinking of ways to take advantage of you, Amos. I

just know it!"

"I know what I'm doing," Amos responded, heading to the conference room.

After he left the office, Harley recalled their indefinite plans for tomorrow and he proceeded to run after

Amos. "Hey, are we still going tomorrow? The trip?"

"Of course!" Amos called back.

After that, Harley turned his head towards Clint. "Does he really know what he's doing?"

"What do you think?" Clint smiled. "Our President Granger will never dig a hole he can't get out of."

Harley said cheekily, "Well, how many times has he been stuck in a sticky situation because of

Eudora?"

"That's different!"

Harley stopped speaking after that and found a seat to settle down in. Not a moment later, he jumped

out of his chair, "No, this isn't right!"

Clint thought Harley may have remembered something of importance that warranted such a reaction

from him. Immediately, he looked towards Harley gravely, "What's wrong?"

Harley slapped at his thigh. "Amos and Eudora, Christopher and Tina, they make two pairs! I'm the only

single one. This is unacceptable!"

Clint was quiet.

At this point, an idea, or to be more specifically, a person, popped into his mind. Harley proclaimed with

a smirk, "I've got it!"

When Amos got back home that evening, Eudora told him about Steven's visit and the gift he brought.

Upon hearing that she had the painting placed in the storage room, Amos nodded. "It's just to keep our

relationship peaceful. Just remember to be careful whenever you're interacting with them."

Eudora hummed in acknowledgment. "What about the proposal then?"

"I approved it." Amos replied.

"Is that okay?" Eudora felt like she couldn't understand Amos at the moment.

"Why not? This is what they want! Only by making them believe that they have the upper hand could

we gain the opportunity to strike back at them when they're at their weakest."

This was the Amos she knew. She breathed a sigh of relief. "You're right. Did you plan all this out

yourself? Oh right, I've already had everything packed for tomorrow's trip. Do you have anything else

you want to bring?"

Amos shook his head. "Just you."

Eudora spared him a glare, "Hooligan."

As they weren't comfortable leaving Juju alone at home, they decided to bring her with them on the trip.

It was coincidentally the weekend. Two days of relaxation seemed perfect.

They were all supposed to meet at Christopher's company's entrance. However, when Eudora and

Amos arrived at the meeting spot, Christopher was already there. Juju was first to get out of the car.

She ran over to Christopher to say hello.

A while later, Harley also arrived. He brought a companion with him this time. It was the same girl from

the last time.

Both of them acted as though they couldn't stand to look at the other in the eye. Eudora looked at them Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

and couldn't help the wistful sigh that escaped her lips, "It must be nice to be so young!"

Amos laughed. "What? Are you saying that we are already an old couple?"

"That's not true. It's just that I've heard what they said about old couples. They would get so used to

each other's company that the passion once existed between them would eventually disappear."

Amos frowned. At the next second, he went and grabbed Eudora's hand, holding it in his.

"Do you really feel nothing?"

Eudora shook her head. "I don't."

Amos was upset with her answer. They had not even collected their marriage certificate and yet his

wife was already telling him that she didn't feel anything for him anymore. This was a big problem.

As he was contemplating what to do next, Eudora suddenly perked up. "Tina's here!"

Amos made no move to acknowledge Tina Holt, while Eudora on the other hand looked at her with

great interest. "Could you guess how she'll react when she sees Christopher?"

Amos remained silent. Eudora couldn't help but turn her head towards him and frowned. "Hey, I'm

talking to you."

"I'm not interested in knowing about other women. I'm only interested in you."

Eudora was rendered speechless. She decided not to talk to this indifferent fellow.

Eudora got out of the car and walked over to Juju, lifting her into her arms. She used this time to

observe both Christopher and Tina's expressions stealthily.

It was obvious that both of them were a bit shellshocked. Christopher had turned to leave right away.

Eudora immediately called out to him, effectively holding him back from fleeing.