Contract Marriage With Mysterious President

Chapter 142 He Was the Boss



Chapter 142 He Was the Boss

Erin called and told Amy that the boss of SY Company wanted to see her.

Erin wrote the address on the paper and handed it to Amy.

"Amy, if you want to resign, you should tell the boss personally. After all, he likes you very much." Of

course, the boss had taken care of everything for Amy since she had entered the company.

"Alright, I also want to take the chance to thank him in person." Although she had never met the boss in

person, he had indeed helped her during her most difficult time.

After saying goodbye to Erin, Amy went to a tea house according to the address.

When she was there, the boss hadn't arrived yet, so Amy asked for a cup of water and waited.

Ten minutes later, the door was pushed open. Amy hurriedly stood up and looked at the door.

A handsome man appeared at the door. He looked gentle, but startled Amy anyway.

"Andy?"

"Amy, I'm sorry for being late. I was held up in traffic. I thought I would arrive early, but I was late. I'm

really sorry." Andy apologized to Amy.

Amy was still in shock. It turned out that it was Andy that had been taking care of her. Then it all made

sense now. It was Andy that had extended a helping hand to her.

"Sit down, please. Why are you drinking water? I remember that you like tea, and that's why I booked

this tea house. The black tea is its specialty, and it's beneficial for girls." As Andy spoke, he sat

opposite Amy.

Andy ordered a pot of black tea and some popular snacks there.

"Andy, so you've been secretly helping me. Thank you so much. Thank you so much." Amy was so

excited that she didn't know what else to say.

"What are you talking about? Shouldn't I help you? We are friends, aren't we? If I don't help you, then

who will help you? Don't think too much. Come on, have a sip of the tea." Andy poured two cups of tea,

one for Amy and another one for himself.

The black tea was really good. Amy felt very warm.

"Amy, I heard that you are going to resign, aren't you?" Because the atmosphere was too warm, Amy

didn't find a chance to bring about the topic. She thought she was heartless since it was Andy that

began the topic in the end.

"Well, I have already returned to the Carter's mansion to stay with my family, so I don't have much time

for the job. But I can still help before you find another translator." Amy mustered up the courage to say

what she had prepared to say. She was indeed in a very difficult situation right now.

Andy knew that Amy was kind. She went back to the seemingly noble Carter's mansion, however, in

fact, she might suffer countless grievances from now on.

Amy was young. She had grown up with her father, Stephen, and had never experienced the

awkwardness of being living with a large family. However, Andy was not supposed to say something

like that. After all, that was Amy's family matter.

"Oh, it's OK. We have enough translators. I'll just give those tasks to them. Don't worry about that. Amy,

are you happy now?" Andy changed the topic. He was more concerned about Amy.

"I'm fine. Richard is very nice to me now, and the people there are also very kind." Of course, Amy was

talking about most people. Although there were some people who didn't like her, she just ignored them.

Andy took a sip of tea. He looked at Amy through the smoke of the tea. She might be indeed very

happy.

Now that she could forgive Richard for not being there for her when she had miscarried, she must have

been deeply in love with Richard. She would believe whatever Richard said.

It was useless to say anything now, so it'd for better for Andy not to interfere with Amy's life anymore.

"Amy, I wish you happiness for the rest of your life. Your happiness is the most important. It's OK if you

want to resign. You will get the money you deserve. Remember, my door will always be open for you. I

hope that if you ever encounter any difficulties in the future, you can come and ask me for help, okay?"

It was useless for Andy to say anymore, so Andy could only wish Amy good luck.

"Andy, it's OK. It's my fault. I can't take that money." Amy hurriedly waved her hand. She would

remember Andy's words. She knew that Andy had always been caring about her.

"What are you talking about? You get what you deserve. If it's not yours, I won't give it to you anyway.

How about another cup of tea? Have some snacks. Do you have time for lunch? My treat." Andy said

to Amy.

Amy was still worried about Richard. She wanted to go to HD Group to see him and have lunch with

him.

"Andy, I have something to do at noon, so I'm afraid I can't have lunch with you. Thank you for your

kindness, I'll treat you next time." Amy rejected Andy.

"Well, alright, then I'll be waiting for your treat then." Andy laughed self-deprecatingly. Amy was still the

same as when she had been a child. She was not good at lying as she always blinked her eyes

whenever she lied.

After the conversation with Andy, Amy got relaxed. So Andy was in charge of SY Group. Then she

would not have to worry about it, because there were many excellent translators in SR Company, which

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Andy gave up his pursuit in medicine to take over the family business, and only he knew how difficult it

was to make such a decision. He had had a big fight with his father over the matter. However, when

Andy came back this time and found out that Miller Group had gone bankrupt, in order to help Amy, he

took over SR Company resolutely.

However, it was still too late. It was so late that Amy had already fallen in love with someone else.

Watching as Amy disappeared into the distance, Andy felt an urge to cry. He had once dreamed of a

simple and ordinary life with Amy, where he would be an ordinary doctor, so that Amy would have

nothing to do with the wealthy families.

However, good fortune always played tricks on people. Amy still entered a wealthy family and was

destined to live a life of intrigue.


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