Of course, Amber would not let Noemi suffer on her behalf. She thought over and over again, since this was all because of herself, she had to go and make it clear to Rodney. However, he never answered her phone again.
She went to Rodneyâs company resignedly, but was stopped by the front desk receptionist. âMiss, what can I do for you? Do you have an appointment?â
The female receptionist who stopped Amber was not the same receptionist she met when she came here the last time. It was a different person. Amber knew this woman. Three years ago, the woman was also the receptionist of Rodneyâs company in City A. She didnât expect that three years later, Rodney would actually bring her along to South City.
Three years ago, whenever Amber wanted to meet Rodney, she would always help her and gently press the lift button. But now, she spoke to her in an indifferent tone instead.
Sure enough, things had changed. Amber controlled herself and said, â I wish to meet your companyâs president.â
âDo you have an appointment? You canât meet Mr. Barron without an appointment!â
Amber ignored her and pushed her away, heading straight to the lift. The woman gave the security guards a look, and two security guards went up to stop her. Seeing that the security guards acted as if they were facing a formidable enemy, Amber turned around and walked to the sofa in the lobby. She decided that she would just sit there and wait. She doubted that Rodney wouldnât come down for the rest of his life.
...
Amber waited in the lobby until it was past office hours and still didnât see Rodney. The receptionist was packing up, ready to get off work. Seeing that Amber was still sitting there, she was moved with compassion and said to her, âThe president has left from the underground parking lot a long time ago!â
Amber was so angry that she almost cursed. The receptionist probably thought that she seemed pitiful, so she added, âThe president will go to Club Cobalt tonight to meet his friends.â
That was actually disclosing Rodneyâs plans for the night to Amber. Amber couldnât care how a mere receptionist would know Rodneyâs schedule. She thanked the receptionist and left the Barron Enterprises.
Seeing that Amber left, the security guard came over and tried to please the receptionist. âMiss. Stafford, what are you doing today? Why did you come here to be the receptionist and stopped that woman?â
âDonât ask what you shouldnât!â answered the woman in an irritated tone. After seeing Amber, she finally understood why Mr.
Barron had asked her to be on duty. There should be no one of the Barron Enterprises who knew Amber except for her and Deon.
âBut what does this mean? Didnât Mr. Barron want me to stop her from meeting him? Now, he wants me to tell her about his whereabouts?â wondered Miss. Stafford.
After leaving the Barron Enterprises, Amber took a taxi and went to Club Cobalt. When she found out that Rodney was in a private room on the second floor, she then went straight to the second floor. She pushed open the private room door where Rodney was, and what she saw was a wonderful scene.
Some men were sitting in the private room, all of whom were accompanied by beautiful women. She saw Rodney on the innermost seat, with beautiful women sitting on both of his sides. One of them was leaning against him, telling him something.
There was a gentle smile on his face, a smile which made Amber roll her eyes.
This was the so-called role-playing of a man. She didnât know anything about it three years ago. She had always thought that he was busy with work. Thatâs why she was so badly deceived by him.
A cold smile appeared as Amber curled her lips. She raised her voice and shouted, âRodney Barron!â
Her sudden voice made everyone in the room to direct their gaze at her. Rodney raised his eyebrows and expressed an impatient look on his face, but he didnât move at all.
A man with a beautiful woman in his arms beside Rodney teased, âMr. Barron, is it not enough for you to have one in each arm?
Now, you still have one more coming after you, weâre so envious of you!â
Rodney smiled faintly. âWould I have such poor taste?â
âSince sheâs here already, just go and have a look!â said another man while laughing.
Only then did Rodney get up and walk towards her. When he reached Amberâs side, a man behind him laughed and said, âIf you really donât like her, give her to me!â
âSure!â Rodneyâs indifferent answer made Amber tremble with anger. She raised her hand and sent a slap towards him.
However, Rodney was fast to react and quickly caught her hand. The men in the room laughed and said, âWhat a spicy wild cat!â
Rodney closed the door and grabbed Amber by the hand, taking her to a private room next door.
âWhat can I do for you?â He let go of Amberâs hand, and his voice was as cold as ice.
âDid you do that to Noemi?â Amber glared at him.
Rodney turned a blind eye to Amberâs hostility. He casually sat down on the sofa and crossed his legs. Then, he took out a cigarette and lit it.
âNoemi? Who is Noemi?â His voice was still cold.
âRodney actually smoked?â thought Amber, she was a little surprised. In the past, she had said that she hated the smell of cigarettes on men. Rodney had also said that he was not interested in smoking.
But now, looking at his skilled posture and the smoke ring coming out of his mouth, Amber realised that she knew too little about this man.
âRodney Barron, do you have amnesia? You donât even know whoâs Noemi anymore?â Amber shouted angrily, but then she immediately realised. He was doing it on purpose. What happened to Noemi was clearly his doings. âDespicable! You shameless b*stard!â
...
âDespicable?â The manâs beautiful eyes instantly darkened with anger. She had actually called him despicable.
âD*mn this woman!â Rodney thought. He was so angry that he couldnât help but sneered. âMiss. Stone, a truly capable person wouldnât bother to say useless words. If I were you, I wouldnât have come here to humiliate myself. I would have gone back and discipline the friend of yours so that she would know what to say and what not to say!â
This was admitting that Noemiâs problem was his doing. Amber was so angry that she was trembling. Never in her wildest dreams did she expect that Rodney would become like this.
She controlled her hands that were trembling out of anger. âRodney Barron, what do you want?â
âWhat do I want?â Rodney blew out a smoke ring. âDonât you know what I want?â
He was standing up for Celia. Amber bit her lip and said, âIf itâs because Noemi had said something wrong, then I apologise on her behalf. Mr. Barron, please be the bigger person and let go of her this once.â
âShe actually apologised!â thought Rodney as his eyes turned cold. She could look for him to apologise for an outsider, but she couldnât tolerate his mother for his sake. If she hadnât been so strong-willed back then and had been willing to give in to his mother who was equally strong-willed, things wouldnât have become what it is.
âMiss. Stone, donât you think that you have no sincerity?â
âWhat else do you want? Iâve already apologised, what else do you want?â
âYou should apologise to Celia. After all, she was the one insulted by both of you.â
âOkay, Rodney Barron, Iâll apologise. Iâll go and apologise to your beloved woman, but you have to let Noemi off!â For the sake of Noemi, Amber went all out.
âItâs too late!â said Rodney casually, his tone was still as cold as ever. âMiss. Stone, everything has a time limit. I gave you a chance.â
âYou....â Amber glared at him. She never imagined that he would say that.
âAre you planning to say why Iâm so heartless?â Rodney chuckled and said even more hurtful words, âAmber Stone, go back and look at yourself in the mirror. See what kind of person you are. Why should I, Rodney Barron, happily comply with your words?â
Amber took a step back. Looking at Rodneyâs indifferent face, a bitter smile appeared on her face. Indeed, she had been too impulsive and actually forgotten how heartless he was.
Didnât she experience his ruthlessness before? He swore that he loved her, but he betrayed her and had an affair. He made the mistress pregnant and allowed the mistress to provoke her. After the affair came to light, he didnât even bother explaining and instructed a lawyer to send a divorce agreement, asking her to leave with zero property.
Which man in this world was as ruthless as Rodney Barron? Which one of them was as heartless as he was?
How foolish had she been to actually imagine that she could make him comply. Amber thought as she looked at the man on the sofa.
âRodney Barron, youâre right. I was wrong. I shouldnât have come looking for you with my status. Thank you for making me see everything clearly. Donât worry. From now on, I, Amber Stone, will never beg you for anything even if Iâm dying!â
She shouted out the last sentence. Paying no heed to Rodneyâs reaction, Amber opened the door and left right after she shouted out those words. She almost ran all the way out of Club Cobalt. The night wind outside was a little chilly, not knowing why, her eyes felt wet.
The door of the private room slammed shut. As he listened to the fading sound of hurried footsteps outside, he stood up in an instant. He had only taken a single step before sitting back down on the sofa powerlessly.
He crushed the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the trash can. Leaning back, he rubbed his temples, feeling very annoyed.
He had never been so annoyed before.
He didnât want to treat her like that, but when he saw her, especially when she confronted him with such an attitude, he couldnât help it.
He also didnât know what was wrong with himself, why couldnât he control himself? He knew that by saying those words, it would only make her hate him more, but he just couldnât help saying it out.
âThis is crazy!â Rodney laughed bitterly. In his heart, there was an indescribable sense of loneliness and discomfort.
That night, Amber tossed and turned for a long time in bed before falling asleep. Perhaps because she was too tired, she turned out to have overslept. If it werenât for Elliotâs call, she would probably have continued being asleep.
Elliot was surprised to hear her raspy voice. âAmber Stone, donât tell me that youâre still in bed?â
âIâm sorry! I overslept!â
âYouâre impossible!â Elliot placed a hand on his forehead. âGet up quickly. Iâll come and pick you up!â
Amber got up in a flurry, brushed her teeth, washed her face, and changed her clothes. It took her a little more than ten minutes, then she ran out of the apartment without any makeup.
When she reached downstairs, Elliotâs car rushed over and pulled up beside her. Since Amber was in a hurry, she didnât wear her spectacles. Looking at her beautiful complexion even without makeup, all his unhappiness vanished.
He actually took the initiative to open the car door for her. âGet in the car!â
âIâm so sorry, Mr. Thomson!â Amber apologised again.
âSince you didnât wear glasses today, Iâll forgive you!â Elliot tilted his head and looked at her with a smile. âA beautiful woman was indeed beautiful. Such a natural beauty, so beautiful that people feel delightful,â thought Elliot.
âThank you, Mr. Thomson. Where are we heading to?â
âTo the City Hall!â
Amber understood that Elliot was determined to get the urban construction project this time that he came back. They must be going to the City Hall for matters related to the bidding. Recalling what Channing had told her that night, if she were to request Channing, the urban construction project would definitely fall into the hands of the Parableutions, right? Amber wondered.
But....
While she was considering, Elliot took a bag from the front and handed it to her. âYou havenât taken breakfast, have you? I bought you breakfast!â
âYou bought breakfast for me?â Amber was surprised. Elliot Thomson, the young master who was used to being well taken care of, was actually caring for her, who was a mere subordinate?
âWhatâs there to be so surprised about? Canât I buy an extra set for you while I was having breakfast?â
âThank you, Mr. Thomson!â Amber didnât refuse, she was very hungry at that time. Immediately, she opened the bag and started to eat the breakfast.
Elliotâs eyes were beaming. He observed Amber from the rearview mirror. Not only was she beautiful, but she was even so beautiful while eating.
If it wasnât because he believed that all things come to those who wait, he really wanted to just....
Suppressing the agitation in his heart, he thought, âThis matter had to be done slowly. Canât rush it!â