Hypnotizing Love
Chapter 1019 Parts Got Back

Amber saw this, directly laughed out loud, "See, sneeze it, and say not cold, your lips are green, okay, hurry up and put on the clothes, and later do not for the sake of wind do not temperature, wear so thin and fancy out, so cold days, is not a joke."

In the face of the woman's education, Cole heart is still a bit unconvinced, thinking that they are not wearing a single fancy?

I was about to retort when the tip of my nose got sore again and a sneeze rang out again.

Cole wanted to refute the words, this moment and hard to hold back.

Well, he admitted that he was dressed a little thin.

In just a moment, two sneezes came out one after another, and he vaguely felt some itching inside his nostrils, as if something was going to come out.

In order not to make a joke, Cole stopped trying to be a hero and put his jacket back on.

After wearing, although not completely warm, but at least than just a shirt, can be much better, at least the body did not shiver so much.

"Amber." Cole dug into his suit pocket and pulled out a pack of tissues, pulled one out and put it under his nose and wiped it, asking, "Are you still cold? If you're cold, I'll have the hotel provide two coats on this side."

"No need." Amber shook her head and refused, "I'm okay, the car will be here soon, so bear with it on the line, no need to specially let the hotel prepare clothes, then you still have to change back, trouble, but i you need it, borrow a set from the hotel, after all, you look, much colder than me."

"I don't need it either." Cole straightened his back and said with a serious face, "I'm much better now, and I don't need it either."

Just kidding, he is a big man no matter what, right?

How can you allow yourself to be unable to bear even this cold?

Seeing the brave Cole, Amber helplessly shook her head, "Well, this is your own words, don't regret when you catch a cold."

"Absolutely not." Cole patted his chest, "I'm in good health, I'll never catch a cold."

Seeing him so sure, the corners of Amber's mouth twitched, and she didn't say anything else.

That's when the car finally came.

Cole lit up and hurried down the steps and pulled open the car door, "Amber, get in."

He waved at Amber, moving as eagerly as if something was rushing him.

Amber, who knows him well, knows that he is cold and wants to get in the car quickly, but he refuses to admit it, so he can only rush her to get in the car so he can follow. Otherwise, if he goes up first, it is not a disguised admission that he is afraid of cold?

Shaking her head in amusement, Amber didn't tear Cole apart, just gave him a blank look, walked quickly over and got in the car.

Not long after getting into the car, Cole leaned against the car window, some drowsiness, face are floating red, look, as if sick general.

Amber saw this and couldn't help but worry, "Cole, Cole ?"

She called out to Cole twice.

Cole opened one eye to look at her, but his vision was a little blurry and not so clear, even his voice, became a little slurred, "What's wrong?"

"I was going to ask what's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable somewhere?" Amber asked as she sized him up.

Cole shook his head, "No, just a little dizzy."

"Dizzy?" Amber's spirits lifted and she asked, "Is it a cold?

Cole laughed, "How can that be, I'm in good health, how can I catch a cold."

"How could it not?" Amber frowned, "You just got cold in front of the hotel, and took off your jacket, it's likely you'll catch a cold, okay you don't move, I'll feel your forehead."

She reached out her hand and was about to touch Cole's forehead.

But when her hand was about to touch Cole's forehead, it was grabbed by Cole, "Don't worry Amber, I really don't have a cold, I just drank a little too much wine, I'm a little drunk now, just smell the smell of wine on me, you'll know, besides, whether I have a cold, don't I know it myself?"

"""'Amber didn't say anything anymore, just looked at him quietly.

After looking at it for about a moment, he pulled his hand out and withdrew it, "Is it really okay? Is it really because you're drunk?"

"It's really okay." Cole nodded.

Amber saw his serious expression and believed him for the moment, "Okay, it's fine, then you go back to sleep."

"Okay, it just so happens that I'm too dizzy to talk at the moment, or I should throw up later." Cole yawned and closed his eyes again.

Amber saw him leaning against the car window and falling asleep again, so she stopped bothering and just whispered to the chauffeur driving, "Please turn up the temperature a little, please."

"Yes ma'am." The valet boy politely returned.

Amber nodded with a smile and also faced her head towards her side of the car window, looking out the window at the bustling city and walking up.

Soon, however, the sudden ringing of her cell phone in her bag brought her back to reality.

Amber first looked at Cole, see Cole sleep very heavy, not the slightest by the phone ringing, this is a relief, the phone out of the bag, has looked at the caller ID, hurried to cover up the phone, and look towards Cole.

Seeing that Cole did not wake up, Amber then put down the answer the phone, put the phone to her ear, lowered her voice and asked, "What is it?"

At the other end of the line, Miss Dawson heard Amber's deliberately low voice and was slightly startled.

But soon, Miss Dawson thought of why Amber had deliberately lowered her voice, Amber had gone out with Cole in the afternoon.

I'm afraid that at this time, the two people have not yet separated. The chairman of the board lowered his voice, but also to remind himself that Mr. Lyon is still with her.

Miss Dawson's heart was sore and sour when she thought of Amber with Cole at the moment.

However, she did not forget the purpose of her call, and after taking a breath, she suppressed her inner private emotions, resumed her elite secretary status, and returned with a straight face, "Chairman, good news, our parts, they were sent back."

Hearing this, Amber first froze, then sat up straight incredulously, both hands on the phone, and exclaimed, "What did you say? The parts were sent back?"

"Yes." Miss Dawson nodded and said excitedly, "Just now, the people below told me that the parts were sent to the processing department, and now the processing department has registered all the parts, and not a single one is missing, Chairman, how did you get the parts back?"

It was as if Amber hadn't heard Miss Dawson's last words; all she could think of at the moment was the news that the parts had been sent back.

This is obviously good news, but at the moment Amber is not happy at all.

How could it be sent back just because of the parts?

Connor is clearly not the type of person who would compromise to give her back her parts, otherwise he would have returned them after that phone call last night and would not have deliberately delayed until

now.

So there must be some other reason why this part was suddenly sent back by Connor.

What exactly is it?

Amber bit her lip, "This has nothing to do with me, I didn't get the parts back."

"Huh?" Miss Dawson froze, "Not you? Then who is it? Could it be Mr. Farrell?"

She subconsciously guessed.

Mr. Lyon certainly doesn't have that ability.

If there were, Mr. Lyon would have definitely taken a shot at it as early as the first day the parts were cut off.

So there is only one person who can do this, and that is Mr. Farrell.

Mr. Farrell so love the chairman, know the chairman of the side of the accident, certainly will not stand by, so it is Mr. Farrell's possibility, very large.