Since She Met Lucian

After a long chat with Mrs. Chen, Amelia returned to her room and washed up. Apparently, they had talked the whole night for it
was already midnight.
Amelia had meant to call Courtney to ask if she had some money to spare. However, realizing that it wasn't a small amount she
needed, she thought better of it.
Nonetheless, she received a call from Courtney, who was inviting her out for a meal.
"Aren't the weekends a good time for making money? Why are you asking me out?" Courtney's shop was full on weekends, and
Amelia had no intention of taking her time or being in her way.
"We haven't seen each other for days, and I miss my godson!" Courtney said eagerly over the phone.
"You can see only me, though," Amelia replied coldly.
"Alright, alright. I don't have time to argue with you. Open the door. I'm right outside!" Courtney urged impatiently on the other
end of the line.
"Really?" Amelia opened the door and found Courtney standing there, carrying bags of various sizes.
Upon seeing Amelia, Courtney seemed like she had finally found someone who could free her from all her suffering. She took a
deep breath and said, "Come on! Take me inside!"
As Amelia took her bags from Courtney, she saw her turn around and stagger toward more luggage near the ancient tree.
Confused, Amelia asked, "Are you moving?"
Her friend not only had many bags in her hands and arms. She now pushed a large suitcase as well.
"That's right. I've brought my luggage here!" Courtney explained as she pushed the suitcase into the room.
Amelia murmured something. She quickly followed Courtney into the room and inquired, "Did you quarrel with your father
again?"
In the past, Courtney had done the same thing. She had often sought Amelia's comfort whenever she had some
misunderstanding with Kent or her father.

"My dad and I are in good terms right now," Courtney responded. She picked up the bottle of milk sitting on Amelia's bedside
table, took off the lid, and drank it all up.
"What's the matter then?" Amelia prodded. Courtney had broken up with Kent. Amelia couldn't understand why she was here
being sulky. Then, remembering a name that Courtney had mentioned a few days ago, she asked, "Is this about that Mr.
Shang?"
Courtney rolled her eyes at Amelia and replied sourly, "No wonder they say that pregnant women are overthinkers."
"Tell me, what on earth happened to you?" Amelia kept asking worriedly.
Of course, Courtney understood what Amelia was thinking. To ease her friend's worry, she told her the truth. "To be honest, I'm
here because I need comforting. Mr. Shang is a good man, but I'm not interested in him at all. My heart still belongs to the other,
heartless guy."
After Courtney said that, Amelia fell silent.
Deep inside, she felt sad about the fact that Courtney and Kent had been together for so many years. How had Courtney been
able to let that go just like that?
"What about your milk tea shop?" Amelia couldn't imagine giving up a business venture for emotional reasons, but somehow,
she understood. Courtney could live off for a time on the Lin family's wealth.
"I've sold the milk tea shop. I want to find a job near you!" Courtney exclaimed joyfully.
"You sold the shop?" The sudden change in Courtney's demeanor surprised Amelia. Frowning, she said, "You ran that shop for a
long time. How could you sell it so easily?"
"You know that I opened that shop because of that bastard, and now, we're no longer together. Why would I hold on to something
that reminds me of him?" Courtney said casually, rolling her eyes.
Amelia thought about it, and perhaps she agreed with what Courtney had just said. However, that shop had been the fruit of
Courtney's painstaking labor for so many years. Understandably, she was emotionally attached to that place. To avoid making
her sad, Amelia stopped asking about it.
"This place is some distance from downtown. What kind of job are you looking for?" she asked. To cheer Courtney up, she had
decided to change the subject.

"Well, I've been in a managerial position for several years. As such, I don't want to live a life following orders, so I want to
continue doing what I'm good at." Beaming with delight, Courtney held Amelia's hands.
The latter had no idea why the other was so happy. Seeing the smile on Courtney's face, however, Amelia thought about how
she had a pessimistic view of everything. For a moment, she wished that she could be as free and easy-going as Courtney was.
"You want to open a milk tea shop?"
"That's right! I can buy a new store with the money that I earned from the one I just sold. When you have some free time, let's go
around and look for opportunities," Courtney expressed openly.
"Oh, my God! You won't believe what I'm about to tell you," Amelia exclaimed. She placed a hand on her forehead and gave
Courtney the good news. "Do you know where I work? Our boss is going to sell our shop. I want to buy it, but I'm short of cash. If
you really want to operate a new milk tea shop, you can buy hers! Her shop is in a good location, and I'm sure that you'll make
just as much, if not more, in it than you did in your previous shop."
"Really? If that's the case, that's great!" Courtney said, jumping for joy.
"I'll call my boss, and you can talk to her!" Amelia replied with equal excitement. She felt so self-fulfilled. It was as if she was
protecting something that she loved.
That same afternoon, Courtney and Carlotta both signed the contract, making Courtney the new owner of the shop.
"You two love each other so much. I'm sure that your business will flourish!" Carlotta said as she was about to leave.
"Thank you for your encouragement and consideration," Amelia replied, reluctant to leave Carlotta.
Carlotta, deeply moved, smiled gently. At the same time, she couldn't help teasing, "Lucian treats you really well. If he wants to
patch things up, why not give him another chance?"
What was this? What did Carlotta suddenly mention Lucian?
Since Courtney and Carlotta were thinking the same thing, Courtney cleared her throat and said, "I still think that Lucian is her
Mr. Right. And I know for a fact that someone in this room is always thinking about him but won't admit it!"
Amelia was slightly alarmed. These two people seemed to have the exact same sentiments.

Feeling confused, she lowered her head. She sighed and thought, 'Even if we love each other dearly, we can't be together
anymore.'
"Well, you can go on with your work. I have to check up on the other stores at the moment. I'll drop by when I have time!"
Carlotta stopped making jokes when she saw that Amelia's attitude had changed. Before leaving, she gestured for them to cheer
up.
"Shall we celebrate tonight?" Courtney asked, changing the topic so that Amelia would no longer feel bad.
The purchase was worth celebrating, so Amelia immediately nodded her agreement. Then, at the sudden realization that she
was pregnant, she took it back. "Oh, that's right. I can't drink."
Courtney then looked at her disapprovingly. "Save it!"
"I really like how this shop looks," Amelia said. Upon finishing everything that she needed to do at work, she looked around the
shop, admiring every angle and corner of it.
Courtney nodded her agreement and smiled. "You've always had great taste, and I want to go my own way as well. Once this
shop has made enough money, I'll start my own business with my share of the profits. I'll leave this shop to you. How does that
sound?"
"You want a new shop?" Amelia looked at Courtney with disbelief. Then she turned to look at the shop with a look of adoration
plastered on her face. She could not be any happier than she felt now. "If I work more, I won't have to worry about my baby's
milk."
"You're indeed a mother, always thinking about your child, no matter what!" Courtney couldn't help but praise Amelia.
The latter didn't say anything but simply smiled contentedly.
"Hey, do you really want to be a single mother all your life?" Courtney asked all of a sudden. She knew that it wasn't an easy
topic to talk about, but at this moment, as there were no people about, she finally asked Amelia. Personally, Courtney didn't care
about what other people thought of Amelia, but she wanted to know what her friend really thought. This way, she could give a
complete report to Lucian who had enlisted her help.
Amelia's face darkened. She pressed her lips together and put her hands on her belly. She felt a sting in her heart, but she knew
that she would take good care of this child, even if she had to do it by herself.

"Never mind. Let's not talk about such difficult questions right now. After all, you have nothing to fear, and I'll look out for you from
now on!" Courtney said, taking her question back. She felt sorry and didn't want Amelia to feel bad. For now, she gave up the
thought of getting to the bottom of things.
Meanwhile, in the An mansion, there was a commotion.
"What good are you? You can't even attract a man!" Edmund yelled as he pointed a finger at Shelly. In his fury, he threw a pile of
documents onto the ground.
Shelly was so frightened that she trembled all over. Sobbing bitterly, she said, "Dad knows that Lucian isn't attracted to me. No
matter how hard I try, he still loves Amelia!"
Upon hearing that name, Edmund grew red with rage. He paced back and forth in the living room. He barked, "Imagine! That
ordinary-looking woman won Lucian's heart!"
"Not only Lucian. My brother, too, is completely fascinated by her!" Shelly confessed. She wiped the tears off of her face and had
stopped sobbing. "My brother has always been at odds with you. He said he didn't care about An Group's property, but now,
because of that immoral woman, he might be determined to pursue the An Group!"
Edmund, who was paranoid and insecure, had often been worried about his family. He had always been deeply affected by what
people thought about An Group. Hearing what Shelly had just said, he was overcome with anxiety. Frowning, he said, "If Jonny
wants to be an ungrateful bastard, then let him be. I'll no longer care about our father-and-son relationship!"
Shelly had seen Edmund lose his temper more than once in the previous years. She had seen it in the way he beat Emma. He
was so horrible that she didn't even dare to breathe now. Whenever she came face-to-face with him, she echoed almost every
word he said. It was almost as if she wanted to share his anger and his thoughts so that she could finally have her place in the
An family.