Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 996 Fancy Cole

Amber reached out to take it and was about to read it when there was a sudden knock on the office door.

Amber spoke softly as she opened her folder of itineraries, "Please come in."

"Chairman." The office door pushed open and an assistant stood in the doorway, holding a blue folder in one hand and placing one hand on the door handle, and reported thus, "Chairman, Mr. Lyon is here to see you."

"Cole is here?" Amber froze for a moment.

Why did he come over at this time?

"Chairman," Miss Dawson, standing across from your Amber's desk, suddenly panicked at this moment.

Amber looked over at her, knowing why she was panicking, and raised her hand towards her and pressed it falsely, "Miss Dawson you take it easy, don't worry, I know what you want to say, go ahead and stay in my lounge for a while."

With that, Amber pointed across the room to her own small lounge.

Miss Dawson squeezed her hands together, smiled hurriedly at her, and then turned and walked quickly toward her lounge.

Amber watched Miss Dawson's back with a faint, unreachable sigh.

Once upon a time, Miss Dawson and Cole were the best pair.

Now these two people, even a normal and ordinary meeting has become a luxury.

Rubbing her temples, Amber then looked back at the assistant at the door, "Where's Cole now?"

"Mr. Lyon is downstairs, was going to come up, but Mr. Duan passed by and stopped Mr. Lyon, the two were talking." The assistant returned.

Amber frowned.

Bernardo cut Cole off?

What was Bernardo trying to do when he pulled Cole over?

Amber's eyes darkened and quickly returned to normal, smiling faintly at the assistant, "Okay I get it, you tell Cole to come up."

"Yes." The assistant answered and closed the door behind her.

Soon, however, the office door was opened once again and Cole's dangling figure walked in.

White casual suit, inside a burgundy shirt, not with a tie, the collar position also unbuttoned two buttons, revealing a white chest, and the following is the same as the suit white suit pants. This blazer, however, is a nine-quarter blazer that reveals his slim, good-looking ankles.

And his feet, but also stepped on a pair of white low-top pointed leather shoes, the overall costume, looks tawdry in the tawdry.

The company has been used to seeing Cole dressed like this for a long time, and Amber can't help but feel a little hot at the moment.

Amber held her forehead, "You're dressed like this, not cold, huh?"

Again, it was showing her chest and ankles, and she was cold when she looked at it.

However, Cole slightly raised his chin towards him, walking posture is also very flirty, air, "of course not cold, I do not feel at all, do not you think I dress like this, ten ten perfect?"

As he spoke, he had stopped across her desk, and spun around, doing a Mike's classic stance action to play handsome.

Amber covered her lips and laughed, "I don't think so, I just think you're cold, the corners of your mouth and ankles are purple."

Cole's mouth twitched, "Gee, these details, just don't care, as long as handsome, this cold is nothing?"

"I'm worried about you getting sick." Amber held her forehead breathlessly.

Cole waved his hand, "No it won't, I'm a dominant president, how could I get sick."

He lifted his face with a dejected look.

Amber looked funny, "also domineering president, you dress, not like what domineering president, playboy is almost, I have not seen which domineering president wear you so testy."

In the summer, he wore enough, slut, flower shirt, big flower pants, that is basically the standard.

I didn't expect him to be like this in the winter.

It was laughable.

But that's Cole's style. If he changes his style one day, she should worry if something is wrong with him.

"Of course you haven't seen it, after all, those domineering presidents, but they are old men, how can old men compare with me." Cole pulled over a chair and sat down opposite her, grunting in disdain. Amber rolled her eyes, "Who said all dominatrixes are old men, Jared"

When the words came to her, she suddenly realized what she was talking about and her voice immediately stopped abruptly.

No, she couldn't bring up Jared in front of him.

Although Cole has said that he gives up and blesses her and Jared.

But that doesn't mean that she's free to bring up Jared in front of him.

That's stabbing him in the heart, too.

"Sorry Cole, I just"

"Peace." Cole waved his hand, his face still smiling heartlessly, "You don't have to, I know you want to talk about Jared, it's okay, you can talk, I don't mind, he's your boyfriend, of course you can talk about him I can't even let you mention your boyfriend for some reason, then wouldn't I be too selfish?"

He smiled showing a mouthful of big white teeth.

In fact, at the moment he heard her say Jared's name, he was in a bit of an emotional state.

But soon, he adjusted.

Like he just said, he can't let her even mention her boyfriend because he loves her, that would be a selfish act.

He is not willing to be that selfish person, he decided at the beginning, since he loves her, then we have to make her happy, and the person who can make her happy is Jared not him, then he will naturally simply let go.

So if she is now upset with herself because she brought up her boyfriend, she will be upset too.

Then wouldn't he have broken his promise to make her happy and joyful when he let go of her?

Looking at Cole's face of not caring, Amber's red lips twitched, wanting to say something, but ultimately said nothing.

With him as a hairdresser for more than 20 years, she can be said to be the person who knows him best besides her aunts and uncles.

Don't look at his smile at the moment, no heart, but is definitely deliberately pretend, the heart may be more sad.

"Cole," Amber gazed apologetically at the man across from her.

Cole took a look at her like this, it is known that she began to blame herself again, and began to feel that they owe him, heart can not help but sigh, "well Amber, we do not talk about these, talk about the matter, the matter of parts, today is the last day, and then do not solve, things will be a problem, so you think about what way to solve it?'

When it comes to business, Amber also had to get serious, the heart of those complicated and messy emotional entanglements, to temporarily put aside, nodded back, "thought about it, with your last suggestion."

"Mortgage Skyline Trade Center?" asked Cole, looking at her in surprise.

Amber shook her head, "No, no, not the mortgage Skyline Trade Center."

"Not Goldstone Co.?" When he heard this, the surprise in Cole's heart finally subsided, and his body, which was about to jump up, now settled back down in his chair, patted his chest and said with a big sigh of relief, "It's good that it's not Skyline Trade Center. Although Skyline Trade Center is an old office building built by your father twenty years ago, the value is not as good as the new office buildings in recent years, but the location is also the city center, its value is also immeasurable, take out a mortgage for a loan to tide over a difficult time, it is really a little too big, and I am afraid that the bank will not be willing to let you return the building."

After all, the location is here, the value of the building will always be there, and it's not that the bank side can't do this kind of thing to get the building.