Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 921 Serious Jared

Amber patted the man on the back, "All right, get up.

I need to answer it." At her urging, Jared pursed his lips and reluctantly got up.

Amber sat up on the couch and, despite her tousled hair, pulled the phone out of her coat pocket.

As soon as she saw it, she said quickly, "It's Mrs. Lyon, probably asking when we'll be there." With that, she answered the phone, held it to her ear, "Hello, Mrs. Lyon." Jared sat next to her and gently smoothed her messy hair.

On the other end of the phone, Mrs. Lyon was sitting on the sofa in the living room, with the phone in her hand and a gentle smile on her face, "Amber, it's already 7:30.

What time are you coming over?" Hearing this, Amber looked down at her watch and replied, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Lyon, we're taking too long.

We'll be on our way and be there around 8:00." It was not too far from the Lyon Family's villa.

It was only a 40-minute drive away.

Mrs. Lyon nodded at Amber's reply, "Well, then I will ask the cook to get started.

I'll be waiting for you." "Okay." Amber replied.

After hanging up, she put the phone down and pulled Jared up, "All right, Mrs. Lyon is asking. Let's go now.' As she spoke, she grabbed several gift boxes and bags lying on the sofa opposite. Jared stepped forward and volunteered to take most of the gift bags out of her hand, “I'll do it. You just take these two." He left two gift bags in her hands.

It contained the bag, which was the lightest.

He took the heaviest and left the lightest for her.

Amber understood what he was trying to do and, feeling warm, she retrieved two boxes from him, "I know you don't want me to get tired, but your arm isn't fully recovered yet, and I don't have the heart to let you carry all this stuff by yourself.

So, let's do this together.

If your arm is fully recovered, I will let you do this.

Come on, let's go." She smiled and went first to the office door.

Jared looked at her figure, then at his left arm, and his heart melted.

Amber opened the door of her office and left.

When she got out, she didn't see Jared come out.

Instead, he just stood there in a trance.

She rolled her eyes and shouted at him, "Jared, what are you doing? Let's go." Jared's eyes flickered a little when he heard her.

He came back to his senses, smiled and said, "Coming." He trotted after her on his long legs.

They took an elevator to the first floor of Goldstone Co.

Amber's car was parked in a parking space just outside the hall, not in the underground garage.

Amber and Jared made their way to the front door in front of each other.

On the way, they were greeted by employees who were leaving their shifts.

Among them, some employees greeted them and looked at them with a different meaning.

And Amber was familiar with that.

It was the same as the two secretaries they met outside the office.

Although she covered her face at that time, she could not see the expressions of the two assistant secretaries, but she could feel their eyes.

Their eyes were full of curiosity and excitement.

These people were looking at them like this.

Apparently, a lot of people knew that Jared carried her into the office.

As for how they found out, it must have been those two assistants.

Well, wait, she would give them a lot of work tomorrow.

Amber felt awkward as the employees grinned with curiosity.

Her pace had quickened.

In the end, she actually beat Jared out of the gate first.

Jared raised his eyebrows as he watched her hurry as if she was followed by something.

What was going on? Confused, Jared didn't delay, and he also sped up.

When he caught up with Amber, she was already beside the car, loading her belongings into the trunk.

Jared went over and put his stuff in the trunk, too.

He looked at her angry little face and asked, "What's the matter? Why did you get angry so suddenly?" Amber put her things away and glared at him, "How dare you ask? If you hadn't been carrying me around. my staff wouldn't have seen me.

Now, just my secretary and assistant, but a lot of people in the group know that.

The way they looked at me just now was so embarrassing.

It took me so long to establish myself in the group, to let them know that I was a tough boss.

And now you have taken away my authority." With that, she snorted at him, ignored him, and turned toward the co-pilot.

Jared stayed put, touched the tip of his nose, closed the trunk, and went left to the driver's side.

Back in the car, Jared adjusted his seat and coaxed the sulking woman next to him, "Okay, don't be mad.

I was just doing it for your own good." "What?" Several question marks popped up across Amber's forehead.

"For my own good?" "Yes." Jared nodded.

Amber squinted at him in apparent disbelief, her eyes were saying, "Just make it up." Jared's eyes were flashing and he didn't look her in the eye.

When he started the car, he looked straight ahead, like he was really looking at the road, "It's true.

I was doing it for your own good.

As a boss, it's great to have authority, but over time you'll become feared, alienated, and unapproachable by the people below you, and that's not a good thing.

Over time, you will even have no one to talk to in the group, and it's not good for your controlling of the group.

After all, a fearful boss can't convince employees to do things for you, for fear of being targeted one day." Then he looked at her in the rearview mirror and he looked very serious, "After the previous one, your image will change and employees will think you are not as tough as they thought.

They'll think though you're the boss, you'll have the same emotions and laugh and make jokes as normal women.

It instantly makes them feel like you're not so out of touch and reachable after all.

When they get to know you like this, they'll think you're more human and they'll feel more comfortable doing things for you.

After all, if you're a humane boss, they'll have a chance to be forgiven for their mistakes later.

That alone will give you a much higher standing with your employees." The words made Amber stunned.

It did sound like there was some truth to that.

But if you thought twice, you would replace that this was not a reason, but his sophistry.

He said not to be an arrogant and strict boss, which would frighten employees and do no good to the control of the group.

Then what about himself? There was no one in all Olkmore who was haughtier and sterner than him.

Who was not afraid of him at the Farrell Group? But wasn't his grip on the group still tight? Therefore, the personality of the boss and his attitude towards the employees were not important at all, and it did not matter.

He just didn't want to admit that he had offended her, and he had made up a whole bunch of excuses.