Chapter 270 Dating After Divorce. Mr. Hastings, You Are A Playboy
The faint scent of mint on Frederick helped ease Amelia's nervousness a bit. She withdrew her hand from his waist, still feeling the warmth of his body on her hand.
The elevator was so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing, causing their hearts to flutter.
Amelia quickly forced herself to calm down.
Suddenly, she remembered they hadn't called for help yet, so Amelia looked up to say to Frederick, "We..."
As soon as she looked up, Amelia bumped her head, the unexpected impact dazing her. She immediately raised her hand to cover her head.
Frederick also gasped, tasting blood on his lips where they had been cut.
Enduring the pain, he reached out to rub Amelia's head, his deep voice tinged with gentleness. "Did you hit here?"
Amelia mumbled, "yeah," feeling a bit resentful. She muttered, "Why were you so close?"
Frederick cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment, then he asked, "What were you going to say?"
As he spoke, his hand continued to rub the spot where Amelia had hit her head.
Amelia lightly lifted her head to try to see his expression, but it was too dark to see anything.
She pressed her lips together and calmed down. "Call for help."
Seeing that she had managed to control her nerves, Frederick felt a pang of disappointment.
Amelia lowered her head and began fumbling in her bag for her phone.
Hearing the noise, Frederick said softly, "Let me do it."
As he spoke, he took out his phone. The screen lit up, and Amelia felt a bit more at ease.
Under her watchful gaze, Frederick dialed Felix's number.
Felix answered almost immediately, "Mr. Hastings, what can I do for you?"
Frederick cleared his throat, glanced at Amelia standing in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "We're stuck in the elevator."
Felix immediately understood, "Okay, Mr. Hastings. I'll get someone to help right away."
Frederick hung up after getting a response.
Felix put away his phone. After resting for a few minutes, he slowly walked toward the property management office to have them contact the elevator repair personnel.
Since Frederick could still call, it meant they were not in serious trouble.
Being trapped in a pitch-black elevator, with their breaths mingling, anything could happen.
Amelia and Frederick waited in the elevator for a while, but instead of Felix and the repair personnel, Kenneth and Tina arrived first.
"Ms. Davis, are you okay?" Tina's voice came from outside.
Amelia was about to respond when she heard another familiar and teasing voice. "Amelia, are you alright?"
A look of disdain flashed in her eyes. She casually replied, "I'm fine."
Hearing Amelia's response, Kenneth got excited. "Don't be afraid. I've already contacted the repair personnel. You'll be rescued soon."
Amelia remained silent.
Frederick was cold.
Kenneth had come to visit Elbert and had just entered the building when he saw Tina and the security personnel rushing upstairs.
He thought it was Rachel trapped in the elevator and got excited, so he followed them up.
Such an opportunity couldn't be missed.
But Tina told him it was Amelia trapped in the elevator.
Whether it was Rachel or Amelia, Kenneth liked them both.
Unfortunately, Amelia had been ruined by Frederick and wasn't as attractive to him as Rachel, but that didn't stop him from flirting with Amelia.
Kenneth flirted, "Amelia if I rescue you this time, it would be like saving your life. How should you repay a life-saving favor? Do I need to remind you?"
Listening to Kenneth's words, Amelia felt disgusted.
Kenneth was a notorious playboy in Kasfee. He changed women like changing clothes. Every time Amelia saw him, she felt like he was a walking germ reservoir.
Tina stood quietly to the side, listening to Kenneth's slick talk, suppressing the urge to smile.
Tina had just seen Amelia enter the elevator, and Frederick was also inside.
Now that Amelia was trapped, Frederick must be in the elevator, too.
Over the years, Kenneth had been harassing Rachel with phone calls.
Now, in front of Frederick, he was verbally teasing Amelia. Given Frederick's personality, he wouldn't let Kenneth off easily.
Seeing no response from Amelia, Kenneth kicked the repairman next to him.
He yawped, "Hurry up! If my future wife gets suffocated, who will take responsibility?"
Hearing this, the repairman quickened his pace, not daring to slack off.
Amelia frowned. Kenneth's reckless words might make others mistakenly think she had something to do with him.
Amelia was about to refute him when a pair of warm hands covered her ears.
"Don't let those filthy words insult your ears," Frederick's deep voice sounded behind her.
Amelia was stunned for a moment, feeling a warmth rise in her heart.
The elevator door opened.
The elevator car had sunk quite a bit due to the malfunction. Kenneth immediately stuck his head in and reached out to Amelia.
He excitedly said, "Amelia, give me your..."
Before he could finish, his eyes met Frederick's cold and sharp gaze.
Kenneth's teasing smile froze almost instantly. He was stunned, "Mr. Hastings?"
Over the years, Kenneth and Frederick had always stayed out of each other's way. Now that Frederick's power had grown, Kenneth was somewhat wary of him.
Frederick gave him a cold glance. "Get out of the way."
Kenneth forced a smile and quickly withdrew, casting a reproachful look at Tina as if questioning why she hadn't told him Frederick was also in the elevator.
Tina maintained her professional smile, her eyes clear and polite.
Kenneth darkened his face, realizing Tina had set him up.
Frederick reached out and lifted Amelia, easily pulling her up onto the platform.
Tina quickly extended a hand to help Amelia.
After getting up, Amelia didn't forget to turn around and help Frederick.
Frederick looked at her outstretched hand, a subtle smile tugging at the corner of his lips, and placed his hand in hers.
Amelia immediately grasped his hand.
With a slight effort, Frederick easily climbed out of the elevator car.
After getting out, he didn't immediately let go of Amelia's hand but continued to hold it tightly as if declaring his ownership in front of Kenneth.
Amelia tried to pull her hand back slightly but found Frederick's grip too tight, so she gave up.
Between holding hands with Frederick and being rumored to be involved with Kenneth, Amelia preferred holding hands with Frederick.
After all, Kenneth's bad reputation meant any association with him would be unpleasant.
Amelia didn't want any rumors with him. It was too unlucky.
Seeing their tightly clasped hands, Kenneth raised an eyebrow. Noticing the cut on Frederick's lip, he imagined some nasty scenarios.
Kenneth sneered, "Amelia, are you dating Mr. Hastings?"
Frederick gave him a cold look. "Is that a problem?"
Kenneth rubbed his nose, giving an awkward smile. "Dating after a divorce. Mr. Hastings, you are a playboy."
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