She didnât know what to do, but when she saw that Amos was about to scratch his rashes, she held his hands.
âDonât, you will leave scars,â Eudora said.
She turned around and fetched a basin of warm water. She wrung the towel which she used to clean him up, only to find that his body was also full of rashes.
The rashes was densely packed and very scary.
Eudora frowned. âWere you stung by a bee?â
Amosâ eyes darkened. When he thought about how Samantha Cooper got the drop on him, he was furious. She was akin to a dangerous bee.
âDonât be angry!â Eudora quickly soothed.
âDonât be angry or impatient. Otherwise, your rashes will worsen,â she warned.
âItâs so itchy!â Amos frowned. He always maintained a stoic demeanor, never showing any weakness. Suddenly he was acting like a cute child, which Eudora found funny.
âEven so, you canât scratch them!â Eudora reprimanded.
Putting down the towel, Eudora pointed to the place where he had just said was itchy. She took some ice cubes and carefully put her finger on it. It was not until her finger became cold that she slowly pressed it gently on the place where he felt itchy.
Amos couldnât help squinting his eyes. The coldness of her fingers seemed to penetrate into his heart from his skin, as if he had eaten ice cream in summer.
Amos pointed to another spot. âAnd here.â
âOkay!â Eudora said in a coaxing tone.
After a while, Amos fell quiet. However, his face was still very pale and he was still angry.
Eudoraâs didnât stop. As she pressed her fingers on his body, she thought of a joke from her childhood and told it to Amos.
Amos was still expressionless. Eudora grew frustrated. She reached out and scratched his neck. âCanât you just laugh?â
âItâs not funny!â he insisted, though there was a ghost of a smile when he turned away.
When Harley Louis heard what happened, he hurried over with Clint Zuckerberg. Last time, Amos had almost overturned the house when he was a little late.
He did not expect what greeted him when he arrived.
The room was clean and bright. Amos was lying on the sofa and Eudora was gently massaging him. Was Amos smiling?
Harley was shocked.
Rubbing his eyes, he turned around and whispered to Clint, âPunch me.â
Clint also couldnât believe his eyes, so he punched Harley without hesitation. The next second, both of them were grimacing in pain.
âItâs not a dream!â
So it was true! In all these years, this was the first time Amos hadnât flew into a rage over a rash outbreak. He was even laughing!
Their antics caught Eudoraâs attention. She quickly stopped massaging and got up. âYouâre here? Have you brought the medicine?â
Harley came to his senses and hurriedly handed over the medicine. âI just went to the doctor a few days ago. Give it to himâ¦â
He stopped mid-sentence.
âWhat?â Eudora asked.
âBut I donât think he needs it anymore,â Harley said. âHeâs already recovered!â
âRecovered?â Eudora couldnât believe it. She clearly saw the red rashes on his body before, but how did it suddenly heal? And yet, there was not a spot on Amos now.
She was distracted then. When did it get better?
Amos was also astounded. He was busy listening to their jokes, so he hadnât noticed that he had already recovered.
âThatâs amazing! Sister-in-law, you are my brotherâs lucky star!â Harley said.
âWhat did you call me?â Eudora asked.
âSister-in-law!â Harley was convinced that anyone who could deal with Amos was an absolute master.
âMaybe itâs just a coincidence?â Eudora didnât believe that she had anything to do with it, she was no doctor.
âItâs possible, but anyway, itâs a good start,â Harley said.
Clint was also very excited. âYes, Madam, we will rest assured now that President Granger is in your hands!â
After that, he left with Harley.
Eudora was speechless. âSister-in-law? Madam?â
When they were left alone, Eudora smiled awkwardly at Amos. âThey were joking, donât be angry.â
âWhy should I be angry? Itâs very pleasant, isnât it?â Amos said.
Eudora, â???â
She decided that Amos was only in a good mood because he recovered and changed the subject. âDo you still want to eat? Iâll cook for you!â
âI want to eat you,â Amos said.
Eudora ran away. â⦠I wouldnât have helped you with the rashes if I had known this earlier!!!â
âItâs too late now!â
The next day, Eudora slept until noon. As soon as she got up, she received a call for a job interview.
It turned out the Gellert family was the first to call her for an interview in the afternoon. Eudora quickly washed up and changed her clothes. She had no time to eat, she rushed to the Gellert family.
Under the management of the Gellert family, Everpeace Group had regained its vitality in less than half a month.
Its success was apparent the moment Eudora walked in.
â¦
In the interview room.
After a brief theory interview, the interviewer nodded with satisfaction. Eudora had easily made a good impression.
In the last round, an interviewer who sat in the middle asked her a question.
âMiss George, why do you want to work at Everpeace?â
This questionâ¦
Eudora couldnât think of a better answer, so she answered truthfully, âI believe that Everpeace can give me a new life.â
âYou are accepted!â the man smiled gently.
Eudoraâs eyes flashed. Why did this man seem so familiar?
However, the next second, her thoughts turned to her admission. She was accepted. She could work in Everpeace now!
After collecting her thoughts, she stood up and shook hands with several interviewers. âThank you.â
After asking the work time, she said goodbye and turned to leave.
After taking two steps, someone stopped her. âEudora!â
Eudora was startled. When she looked back, she saw the interviewer with the gentle smile. She thought that he had something to explain, so she stopped and looked at him seriously.
Unexpectedly, the man burst into laughter.
âMiss George, have you forgotten me in just a few days?â he asked.
Eudora was even more confused. âYou areâ¦â
âThe revolving restaurant,â the man prodded.
âOh!â Eudora remembered now. A few days ago, at the revolving restaurant with Amos Granger. This was the man she bumped into when she came out of the bathroom.
She immediately gave him an embarrassed smile. âHello, sorry, I didnât recognize you.â