Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 956 Costume Designer

Jared touched the tip of his nose, "How exactly did it get to you? I was surprised too, to be honest. But now that I think about it, that was what we were meant to be. We were meant to be together. It's also a sign from the gods that I delivered mangoes to the right person."

Amber was glad to hear that.

Jared said, "If you don't like Red Plum Club's mangoes because of this, I can have someone order mangoes from other places."

"No, I'll take it." Amber shook her head and said with a smile, "It wasn't the mango of Red Plum Club that was wrong, it was the Makenna. Red Plum Club's mangoes are pretty good, and I can't just hate Makenna because I hate them. Red Plum Club's mangoes are pretty good, and I can't just hate them because I hate Makenna. Makenna is no match for mango."

Jared gave a little laugh, "Well, I'll let them know when the mangoes are ready to be picked."

"Okay." Amber responded with a smile.

At this moment, the sound of high heels came from behind.

Amber put down her dessert plate and looked around with Jared.

A fashionably dressed blonde woman was walking across the street carrying a bag.

The woman looked in her forties or fifties.

Though her face had wrinkles that made her look old, her spirit and her air shone brightly.

"Beauty lasts forever." Amber had trouble understanding this in the past.

But now, she seemed to understand it.

"Hello, Mr. Farrell. Long time no see!" As Amber looked at the blonde, Jared stood up and greeted her as she walked up to them.

"Long time no see, Sophia." Jared reached out and shook hands with her.

It was really just a moment. There was a little touch, and Jared quickly took his hand back.

At this, the blonde raised her eyebrows slightly, then looked at Amber next to him and knew everything.

She covered her lips with a smile and said in Italian that Amber couldn't understand, "Before I came here, I had heard that the famous Mr. Farrell had a lover and was very affectionate with his lover. At first, I thought it was just a joke. After all, the famous Mr. Farrell is cold and aloof, and does not seem to fall in love with a person. But now that I've seen it with my own eyes, I understand that it wasn't a joke, and that was even more conservative. Mr. Farrell, you love your lover so much that you ignored the etiquette of shaking hands in order not to let your lover think too much."

Jared looked back at the woman next to him, his lips curling, and he said back in Italian, "She's the star I've been chasing for years, the light of my life. There's nothing in the world that can compare to her, so she's worth it."

The blonde heard that and smiled blissfully, "Mr. Farrell, you are so lucky to be able to reach the stars. May you both be happy forever." Jared grabbed Amber's hand, clasped her fingers together, held it up and showed it to Sophia, "Thank you for your blessing. We will."

Amber's face and eyes filled with confusion as she listened to one sentence after another.

What were they talking about?

She couldn't understand a word of it.

Sophia covered her mouth and giggled as Amber looked dumbstruck.

It was a move that was usually done by young girls. Not many women her age would do that. After all, women of this age did not look good by doing so, and it would make people feel that they were pretending to be young.

But at this point, Sophia's gesture didn't look like she was pretending to be young. It fitted perfectly, as if she was supposed to laugh that way.

In short, Sophia, in her 40s or 50s, laughed like a young girl. And not only was it totally compatible, it was actually quite enjoyable.

"Mr. Farrell, your sweetheart is so lovely. Won't you introduce me to her?" Sophia looked tenderly at Amber and smiled at Jared.

Amber couldn't understand what Sophia was saying, but she could guess that Sophia was talking about her.

So, Amber turned to look at the man next to her.

She was about to ask the man beside her to translate for her, when he suddenly gave a low laugh, "Of course, she is my lover, and I'll introduce her to all the people I know."

With that, Jared looked back at Amber and his smile began to soften as she waited to see what they were saying.

He gently squeezed her hand and introduced in a low, sexy voice, "This is Sophia, the owner of the studio and the designer of our dresses."

Amber saw the light, "So she is the designer."

Then she smiled shyly and held out her hand to introduce herself.

But just as the words were on her lips, she suddenly faltered.

Because she didn't know what language to use.

If her language was not understood, she would be embarrassed.

And she didn't speak her language.

Seeing what Amber was hesitating about, Jared whispered, "Just use English. I'll translate for you."

Now that he had said that, Amber felt relieved. She turned to the man with a grateful smile, and then she could introduce herself with confidence, "Hello, Miss Sophia. My name is Amber, and I'm Jared's girlfriend."

Everything she said, Jared translated.

When she was done, Jared was done translating, and he was like a qualified translator.

Sophia shook Amber's hand, "I know. I got an invitation from Mr. Farrell. I heard Mr. Farrell talked about you."

Amber looked surprised as she listened to Jared's translation. She took another look at the man next to her and then asked, "Jared told you about me?"

"Yeah." Sophia nodded and gave Jared a smile back, "When Mr. Farrell told me about you, there were nothing but good things to say."

Amber stared at the man in surprise, "Good things? Mrs. Sophia, may I know what's these good things?"

She expressed her curiosity.

Jared's face stiffened and he looked away.

Seeing it, Sophia laughed even more, "Of course you can. To Mr. Farrell, you are the most perfect woman in the world. His compliments would knock a lot of guys off their feet." She then told Amber exactly what Jared told her about Amber.

Amber didn't understand her, so she asked the man next to her to translate.

At the beginning, the man translated simultaneously. He translated as she and Sophia spoke.

But at Sophia's last words, he suddenly fell silent and turned his head away, revealing only the tip of his ear, which was slightly red.

His evasive manner made Amber wonder what he said. But he wouldn't talk.

Sophia said with a smile, "Mr. Farrell is probably shy."

"Sophia." Jared scowled and called her name.

Sophia was not afraid of him and smiled even more.