Chapter 274

Book:My Wife Is So Crazy Published:2024-5-28

“The relationship is better, so she told me more.”
Amelia Bright’s gaze dodged, avoiding Gellar Jaxton Olson’s direct gaze, “Actually, I’m not really sure, it’s just what Emily said.”
Gellar Jaxton Olson took over the Strong Group at the age of sixteen and has been in the business world for so many years, if she didn’t have a seventh-rate mind, it would be impossible to make the Strong Group strong, and she took it lightly for a while.
The good thing is that Gellar Jaxton Olson did not dwell on this issue.
After Emily Guan and Bohdi Olson finished talking about the two, Gellar Jaxton Olson suddenly brought up the Austin Group’s acquisition of the Chambers family.
” the Austin now has the Chambers family, the market value has doubled, not to mention the goodwill is also rising, such a good time to invite credit and reward, but I heard that Miss Bright you retired home, plan to rest at ease to raise children?”
“You can’t have both career and family, there are trade-offs and gains.”
“You are very open-minded.”
Amelia Bright guessed he was thinking of his ex-wife when she saw his emotional expression.
Gellar Jaxton Olson’s wife Max Zhou is a central journalist, business ability in the news industry is second to none, these two people are strong personality who will not sacrifice their careers for the sake of marriage to give up half a step, so the breakdown of the marriage seems to be a predetermined ending.
At the end of the dinner, it was almost ten o’clock, and I didn’t realize that I had talked to Gellar Jaxton Olson a lot, although it was all about business, but I did benefit a lot.
IM’s development is at a critical stage, and Gellar Jaxton Olson has experience in this area, and overall, the meal was worth it, even though it was a scary one.
At the entrance of the restaurant.
“Thank you Gellar for your guidance tonight, I hope to see you again next time.”
“By the look on your face, you don’t seem to be very eager to meet me again.”
Amelia Bright tugged at the corner of her mouth.
She did not want to.
Gellar Jaxton Olson raised an eyebrow slightly.
“Well, get in the car, it’s so cold out.”
“Bye then.”
Amelia Bright pulled open the door, hesitated for a moment and turned to ask.
“Don’t you have a car? Do you want me to drive you?”
“No, I’m waiting for someone.”
She was polite, Gellar Jaxton Olson said so, she also can not ask more questions, as for who he is waiting for, this Christmas Eve, the temperature of more than 10 degrees below zero, can make him wait for someone other than Max Zhou afraid of the second person.
Driving through the busiest streets of Hounslow, there were still a lot of people along the road, Christmas is gradually becoming a global carnival, the main meaning is its fairy tale like sentiment.
As the car drove past Yihe Road, Amelia Bright’s eyes suddenly wavered and she saw a very familiar Jeep on the side of the road, with a prominent white plate starting with a red ‘Military A’.
Farren Austin’s car?
Didn’t he have a short notice? Why is it here?
Yihe Road was only two streets away from where she had just eaten, a five-minute drive away, so if Farren Austin had arrived early in the morning, what was he doing here?
Amelia Bright pulled the car over and called Farren Austin.
“Hello, the number you have called is temporarily unanswered …”
The temperature on Christmas Eve was freezing, almost the coldest day in Hounslow since the beginning of winter.
Amelia Bright got out of the car and huddled in her duvet to take in the sights around Chambers, finally seeing a long queue at the entrance to the church across the road.
Little St. Paul’s Church, built in Hounslow by Y priests at the end of the Qing Dynasty, is open every service and on traditional Western holidays, with a particularly large congregation on Christmas Eve.
In order to limit the flow of people, the church is full of people closed, waiting until one person comes out inside before putting in another person to avoid accidents.
Farren Austin’s car was parked near here, did he go to church?
Amelia Bright frowned and glanced down at her wrist.
It was after ten o’clock, and the church was filled with the sound of people singing hymns in unison, solemn and solemn, and there were adults and children coming out holding candy distributed by the church on Christmas Eve, which was very warm.
After standing for a while, it was so cold that she stomped her feet, and Amelia Bright was about to go back to her car to wait when a familiar figure came out of the side door of the church.
She immediately ran over to him.
“Farren …”
Just shouting out a name, seeing the figure coming out behind Farren Austin, the rest of her words were stuck in her throat, and the smile on her face froze at once.
Farren Austin has also seen her, striding over, “What are you doing here?”
Amelia Bright looked stunned, her gaze passed over him and fell on the figure behind him who was slowly following, “You’re not having dinner with me because you’re here with Calla Moon?”
Farren Austin frowned slightly.
Without waiting for him to say anything, Calla Moon came walking briskly
“Amelia, don’t get me wrong, Farren came with me to church because today is a special day, there was a fallen member of the Blue Eagle team who died five years ago today, he was a Christian, we just came to pray for him.”
“Yeah?”
Amelia Bright looked gloomy, she looked up at Farren Austin, trying to seek something in his look, but in fact she herself was not sure what she actually wanted to see.
“It’s too cold outside, get in first.”
Farren Austin took her cold hand and made a move to leave.
Amelia Bright withdrew her hand with a firm gesture.
“No, I’ll walk by myself.”
With that, she walked in the direction of her car.
There was a rush of footsteps behind her, and Calla Moon caught up with her, stopping her from opening the door, with a look of urgency and explanation.
“Amelia, you may not understand the comradeship between them, but if you have any other misunderstanding I can explain, this day is really important, for me, for those comrades who died five years ago, and even for the loved ones of those comrades who still exist in this world, it is a day of grief, and on such a day you should not ask Farren to celebrate with you.”
The reasoning was all for her to speak, the words were righteous, in contrast, Amelia Bright as if she had not seen the world, do not know how to be a careful woman.
She was so angry that she had nothing to say, “Please get out of the way.”
“We’re just praying in church, and Farren was just saying that after it’s over, he’s coming back to spend Christmas Eve with you.”
“Get out of the way.”
Amelia Bright was so angry and frustrated that she gave Calla Moon a nonchalant shove.
It was almost impossible for her to push down a trained soldier with her strength, but with this push, Calla Moon just ‘slipped’ and fell straight towards the fire hydrant next to her.
Farren Austin was quick to catch her, and his body blocked the front of the hydrant.
Amelia Bright’s face turned white with fear, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her back.
“Is everything okay?” She asked.
Farren Austin ignored her and helped Calla Moon up, asking carefully, “Is your arm okay?”
Calla Moon moved her hand, which had just hit the ground, and drew a cold breath, but pretended to be relaxed.
“No, it’s just a small injury, Amelia didn’t mean it.”
Farren Austin frowned.
“I’ll take you back first.”
Amelia Bright heard this and looked at Farren Austin in surprise.