Amos stood in front of the window in the quiet study room. He had not moved for an hour.
As soon as Harley entered the door, he saw Wesley grinning at him.
âMr. Amos is in a bad mood. Mr. Louis, could you maybe talk to him?â
Harley snorted, âYou guys spoil him so much that he always puts up an attitude with you. Watch and learn!â
Wesley looked at Harley in shock and gaped, âMr. Louis, are you serious?â
âOf course, where is the child? Bring Sugar Bun here!â
Sugar Bun was already awake. Wesley carried the child to him and warned, âWatch out, donât hurt our young master.â
Harley didnât think much of it, but he made sure to carry Sugar Bun gently so as not to accidentally hurt him.
Then, he proceeded to walk to the study and kicked open the door.
Wesleyâs face was filled with admiration. It was the first time that he had seen someone other than Miss George being so rampant in front of Amos.
He watched as Harley entered the room boldly. He couldnât help but perk up his ears and listen carefully to the conversation inside.
Harley had taken a few strides over to Amos, his face all righteous and determined.
âThereâs already a mess outside. How can you still have the energy to enjoy the scenery here? What do you want to do? You should have a plan by now,â As he said this, Harley handed Sugar Bun to Amos.
âAnd your child, youâ¦â
In fact, Harley had noticed the tense ambiance when he entered. However, since he had already started talking, he had to bite the bullet and continue talking.
Amos cast a side-eye at Harley coldly.
Harley immediately stopped trying to say anything and forced a dry smile, âLook at your son, isnât he cute?â
Wesley, who had been waiting for Harley to show his true prowess, almost fell onto the floor laughing.
Hah! And here he was, thinking that Harley was pretty admirable to stand up to Amos!
Even after Harley was done talking, the atmosphere was still tense. He then went on to compliment the interior in the study in an effort to cheer Amos up.
âYour taste is much better than before. This room matches your temperament very well, itâs rather solemn and simplistic.â
Wesley stood outside, utterly confused.
There were only one desk and a big bookshelf in the room. There wasnât a single décor inside, so how on earth did Harley manage to make up so many compliments?
âForget it, it looks like I canât learn anything from Mr. Louis,â Wesley thought to himself in disappointment as he turned to leave.
Upon hearing Harleyâs words, Amos frowned and carried Sugar Bun, who was giggling, into his embrace with one arm.
âWhat are you here for?â
Harley took a deep breath. Finally, he managed to garner some sort of reaction from Amos.
âOf course, Iâm looking for you because of something important. Iâve just received news that the Nolan family has received some funds out of nowhere and resolved some of their shortfalls. We donât know if the shortfalls were just temporarily solved, or foreverâ¦â
Amos frowned and said, âArenât you guys supposed to investigate all their deeds that they conduct behind peopleâs backs?â
âWe were, thatâs why itâs so strange. This time, we didnât find anything out of place. I suspect that thereâs something in the Nolan family that we donât know about.â
âSo?â Amos questioned him.
Harley suddenly smiled and said, âAs expected, you immediately understood my intentions. I know that the Granger familyâs Valiant East Company has always abided by the law closely. Therefore, I came up with the idea of asking you for helpâ¦â
âDonât flatter me! Get straight to the point.â
Harley stopped in his tracks.
âItâs not very difficult. We just want Valiant East Company to cooperate with us because we know that the Nolan family is your sworn enemy. Once they settle down, they will definitely take action against you.â
Amos nodded and said, âOh, I see!â
Harley frowned and continued, âAre you still not able to let go of someone? I advise you to forget about her. You have been so busy taking care of her affairs day and night, fearing that she will be hurt. However, sheâs doing pretty well. She left the police station with Fabian this afternoon!â
Amosâs frown deepened as he roared, âGet out!â
Harley was rendered speechless.
âCan you stop behaving like this? Thereâs no need to overreact just because Iâve said a few things about her. Besides, itâs all true! The Holt family and the Nolan family are a perfect match. I also found out that Tyler had sold off several of his personal properties before the day he died. What do you think he did with the amount of money he earned from whatever he sold off at that moment?â
Amos didnât reply, and Harley continued before he could say anything.
âThat was also when the Nolan family started descending in trouble. What if the Holt family decided to drag the Nolan family downâ¦â
âNo!â Amos finally interrupted Harleyâs words and retorted, âShe wonât do such a thing!â
He knew her well!
Harley raised his eyebrows and shrugged, âIâm only warning you out of kindness. I hope she didnât do it, or I wonât let her off the hook either.â
After they finished talking about work, Harley took out a can of beer from the fridge next to him and gulped down a mouthful of beer. Then, he followed Amosâ gaze and glanced outside. However, there was no beautiful scenery outside the window.
The window just so happened to be facing the building next door.
Harley rolled his eyes and scoffed, âWhatâs the point of looking at thatâ¦â
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed a familiar figure appear behind the windows on the opposite building. Due to the thin layer of curtains behind the window, Harley could only catch the silhouette of the figure.
Even so, he managed to catch a glimpse of the personâs face.
âPfftâ¦â He spat out his beer.
âWhatâs wrong with you? You stood here for an hour just to look out for Eudoraâs silhouette?â
Amos rolled his eyes at Harley and shoved him away, âYou can go back now!â
Harley was speechless.
âYouâre hopeless!â He shook his head and was about to leave when he heard Sugar Bun giggling out of nowhere. The child seemed to have thought of something funny and couldnât stop laughing.
The cheery sound of his hearty laughter melted Harleyâs heart.
He reached out to pinch the little babyâs fingers and cooed, âWhat are you laughing at? What is it that was so funny? Share it with your Uncle Louis.â
Amos frowned.
He immediately decided to insult Harley and said, âHeâs laughing at you!â
Harley groaned, âWhatâs there to laugh about me?â
âYou spat out your beer!â
Harley was then reminded of his actions just a few seconds ago. Well, Sugar Bun had a pretty delayed response!
Just as he was thinking about it, Amos stuffed Sugar Bun back into Harleyâs arms and said, âIâll head out for a moment!â
Harley stared at him in astonishment and exclaimed, âWait! I donât know how to take care of a child!â
âYou can perform some beer spitting show for him. There are a lot of beers in the refrigerator. Just do whatever you want!â
Harley was baffled.
He roared after Amos, âAmos Granger, you really are something else! I will never visit your home againâ¦â
Who could come save him now? Sobâ¦