My mystery lover novel (Richard and Amy)
Chapter 206 Meet the Old Friend Again

After seeing Amy, Richard couldn't sleep. Although he didn't know why Amy didn't recognize him, he felt that there was a reason. In the past five years, Amy completely disappeared. It turned out that it was Dalton who helped.

But why did Amy suddenly disappear without even notifying him? He just worked for a while and didn't go back with her. He knew what had happened after getting off work.

When he was puzzled, Richard turned on his computer. Originally, he wanted to see if he could replace any clues about what happened in the past. However, he accidentally clicked on a recruitment advertisement and saw that an assistant to the president of Newell Group was needed. He was so happy because an opportunity had come. He had to replace answers to many questions himself.

For several consecutive days, Richard brewed tea and left without saying anything to Amy. He looked very sensible.

"Stop!" Finally, Amy couldn't help but feel a little helpless. This man really didn't take her seriously. He made a cup of tea every day and left without saying hello to her.

Amy had forgotten that she had asked her secretary to warn Richard not to talk to her.

Richard had walked to the door and turned around to return.

He still didn't say anything. He just stood beside Amy and looked down at her condescendingly.

"Are you mute?" Amy put the pen in her mouth and unconsciously bit it.

"Miss Newell, didn't you tell me not to talk to you?" Richard knew that she couldn't help it and he was so happy in his heart. As long as he saw Amy, he felt that even air was sweet. Did she ever say such a thing? Alright, maybe she did.

"It's not that I don't want you to talk to me. I just want you to take the right opportunity. Don't keep speaking or just staying silent. Understood?" Amy did not know why she had said so much to this man. "There's a reception tonight. You should wear a better suit. If you don't have one, I'll let the secretary buy it for you, or you will be embarrassed." Dexter went to a painting exhibition in a different place. It would take him a month. Amy had an assistant, so it was very safe to go around.

"Alright." Richard nodded in agreement.

"Also, look at me when you speak." Amy saw that Richard always looked down. She was unhappy again. Was she very ugly?

Hearing this, Richard looked up at Amy.

However, that gaze was burning with affection. This man loved her? Didn't they just meet? Forget it, it was better not to have him look at her. No one could stand such a gaze. "Enough. Don't look at me. Your gaze is strange." Amy's face was flushed red by Richard's gaze.

Though having experienced a lot in the business world, Amy was scared by the man's gaze.

Richard obediently turned his gaze away. When he saw Amy just now, he really wanted to hug her, but he endured it, afraid that he would frighten Amy and lose his job.

"Alright, I'm done. Also, there might be German friends coming to the reception tonight. I heard that your German is not bad. At that time, you should make use of your skills." After Amy finished speaking, Richard agreed and left.

After talking to Richard, Amy felt that her mood, which had been depressed for a few days, had been relaxed. She felt very at ease when she was working.

Thinking that there would be a reception soon, Amy did not eat anything before she got off work. She went to the image design center to put on makeup for herself.

Without even thinking carefully, she came to an image design center to look for the owner to put on her makeup.

"I'm sorry, miss. You have to make an appointment with the owner. Do you have one?" The manager saw Amy's extraordinary temperament, but the owner wouldn't serve her without an appointment. "No, but I just want him to do it." Amy did not know why she had found this place, nor did she know why she insisted on having the owner do it.

"Miss, how about I have a director serve you? She can also do a good job." The manager saw that this young miss insisted on looking for the owner. The owner's temper was not very good. If he could not ever handle such a small matter, he might have to leave.

"No, I want him!" As soon as Amy turned around, she saw Bellamy walking through the door and she pointed at him.

"Amy?" When Bellamy saw that it was Amy, he was shocked. Wasn't this girl missing? At this moment, she appeared in front of him.

"Amy!" Bellamy did not control herself. He walked over and gave Amy a hug.

Amy did not expect the owner to give her a hug. She had lived here before, but why did she not remember anything?

"Who are you?" This time, Amy did not resist Bellamy's embrace. She asked Bellamy in confusion.

Looking at Amy's confused expression, Bellamy couldn't help but be stunned. What happened to this girl? Didn't she just call out for him to put makeup on her?

"Wow! Isn't she the new president of the Newell Group? She's here to put on her makeup. Seems that Mr. Smith is quite popular." Two beautiful women came out. They both knew Amy because they had seen this legendary woman at the annual meeting.

The new president of the Newell Group? Bellamy looked at Amy carefully. She was Amy, how could she be a president?

However, Bellamy was smart. At this time, he didn't ask anything else. He just pulled Amy into a dressing room.

"Who am I? I am the owner of this shop, Bellamy. Didn't you ask me to put on makeup for you?" After Bellamy let Amy sit down, he began to clean her face.

"You are the owner, but I don't know you. I only know about this shop. Sorry, I don't seem to remember anything." Amy had a good impression of Bellamy. This person's personality was as gentle as his face.

"It doesn't matter. I'm happy that you remember my store." From the moment he saw Amy, Bellamy liked this girl very much as if she was his younger sister.

Bellamy put on makeup for Amy earnestly. Her face was very beautiful, and by making it just a little colorful, she gave off an amazing feeling.

"You're still so beautiful, Amy. It's good to see you." After putting on her makeup, Bellamy looked at Amy in the mirror. He felt that his eyes were a little wet.0000000