Chapter 191 Frederick's Mood Was Particularly Bad Today.
Amelia didn’t seem to react to how he had been holding hands and drinking with Ruth.
Daniel's voice was drowned out by the music. She glanced at the time, then looked up at Daniel and slowly said, "Can Daniel leave now?"
Ahe unconsciously raised her voice in the noisy bar.
Daniel heard her, nodded, got up from the sofa, and immediately bid farewell to his classmates beside him. "I'm leaving."
Daniel's classmate immediately stopped him. "It's not even ten o'clock. The night hasn't started yet. Amelia, you should stay a little longer, okay? We haven't seen each other for many years."
Daniel had a good relationship with them, and since they rarely got together, no one wanted him to leave, so they started to persuade Amelia to stay.
"Amelia, you can leave if you want. We'll send Daniel back later." Ruth's friend Margaret Turner looked at Amelia and smiled.
Ruth also smiled generously and looked at Amelia. "That's true. We were classmates with Daniel for many years. After Daniel went to Fondaniss, we lost contact. Now that everyone has grown up, we have careers and families. Who knows when we’ll be able to meet next time? If you're angry about me and Daniel holding hands and drinking, I’ll apologize to you."
Margaret quickly pulled Ruth's hand away, and they cooperated with her. "You don't need to apologize. You just held hands and had a drink. You didn't do anything excessive. Besides, Amelia is not Daniel's girlfriend. Even if you wanted to apologize, you shouldn't apologize to her."
After Margaret finished speaking, another woman next to her nodded in agreement. "That's right."
Amelia chuckled at their conversation.
She said, "Whether Daniel wants to stay with you is his business. Whether I leave or not is mine. You tricked me into coming here and then acted against me, like kindergarten kids. We're all adults now, and we shouldn't be doing this."
Daniel noticed Amelia's displeasure and became much more sober.
He said, "I'm sorry, Amelia."
Amelia smiled lightly, seemingly indifferent. "I'm fine, Daniel. You rarely get to hang out with your old classmates, so you should stay a little longer."
When Daniel heard that, he looked hesitant and said, "Amelia, I..."
Amelia remained calm. "I'm going back. I have work tomorrow."
After she finished speaking, she walked away. Daniel started to go after her but was stopped by his classmates, who pulled him back to sit on the sofa.
"We weren’t classmates with Amelia. She definitely won't fit in with us. It's better that she left to avoid awkwardness for all of us."
Jesse had a good tolerance for alcohol and showed no sign of being drunk. When he saw Daniel struggling to get up, he patted his shoulder and said, "You sit here. I'll help you see her off."
Daniel stopped struggling and nodded.
As Amelia left the bar, she met Scott, who was coming back from outside, at the door.
"Amelia." Scott greeted Amelia.
Although Amelia didn't like him, she nodded slightly in return.
Without pausing, she quickly walked down the steps.
Scott stood in place, staring at her back for a while.
When Jesse came out, he saw Scott standing with his hands in his pockets at the bar's entrance, gazing into the distance.
Jesse asked, "Scott? Why are you free to come over today?"
Scott was the largest shareholder in this bar, while Jesse was the smallest shareholder.
The smallest shareholder didn't make much money each month, so many small shareholders chose to work in the bar to earn a base salary and commissions.
Scott withdrew his gaze and looked at Jesse, calmly asking, "Are you going out to see Amelia off?"
Jesse's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. "Scott, do you know Amelia too?"
Scott glanced at him coldly and walked into the elevator.
As the elevator doors closed, Jesse heard Scott's cold and heavy voice. "Don't get any ideas."
Jesse stood still for a moment, not moving for a long time.
He glanced outside the bar and saw Amelia driving out of the garage.
When Amelia was paying for parking, she saw Jesse standing at the bar's entrance. She hesitated for a moment but couldn't ignore the guilt in her heart.
She reversed the car back into the parking space, got out of the car, and walked over.
Amelia said, "Jesse, let's exchange contact information."
Jesse was stunned. He looked at the eyes that were smiling at him, feeling a bit complicated.
"It'll be convenient for your clients," Amelia added, since he didn't take out his phone.
"Sure." Jesse readily agreed and saved Amelia's contact information.
Amelia also saved his number in her contacts. As she was leaving, Amelia couldn't help but look at Jesse seriously. "Jesse, I'm really sorry."
If she had paid a little more attention to him at the time, she might have realized that Jesse was being wrongly accused.
But she hadn't heard a thing.
At the age of eighteen, when she just understood what love was, the person she had a crush on had suddenly gotten a girlfriend, so she felt like her world had been plunged into darkness and lost interest in everything around her.
"It's all in the past. Don't burden yourself too much, Amelia." Jesse patted Amelia's shoulder. "I'll see you off to your car."
Amelia nodded.
Jesse walked to the side of Amelia's car and opened the door for her. Amelia bent down to get in. Jesse supported the car door with both hands, smiled, and said to Amelia, "If you're really uneasy, you should take me out for a meal another day. After the meal, we won't owe each other anything."
Amelia readily agreed. "Okay."
Jesse smiled, satisfied, waved goodbye to Amelia, and watched her leave.
An outdoor parking lot was across the street from the bar.
Frederick sat in the car, his gaze coldly fixed on the direction of the bar. He saw Amelia talking to Jesse and noticed Jesse leaning intimately against her car window.
His face grew colder, and his mood became more irritable.
He casually picked up a cigarette from the storage box and started to light it, but then remembered Amelia's words about smoking not being good for his recovery.
With a cold expression, he put the lighter back, angrily took the cigarette out of his mouth, and crushed it in his palm.
As Amelia's car left the bar, Frederick stepped on the gas and rushed out of the parking lot.
As Amelia turned out, she almost collided with Frederick's car, slammed on the brakes, and leaned forward due to the inertia.
When she looked up, she saw Frederick's car rushing toward her from the opposite direction. She furrowed her brows tightly.
Frederick's mood seemed particularly bad today.
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