Albert Brown felt distressed and guilty: "Amelia, it's all my fault for not handling the Brown family issues well, causing you to suffer."
"It's not a big deal, you're here with me, aren't you?" She smiled faintly, comforting Albert.
Her understanding nature made Albert love her even more, but since his assistant was already calling for him, he couldn't help but sigh: "I have to go take care of things now, see you tonight."
"See you tonight."
Amelia went to take care of her work, and Albert came to pick her up at six in the afternoon, driving her back to the old house.
Father and Mrs. Brown, who had arrived earlier, glanced at them without saying a word for a while.
Mrs. Brown's face was still sullen as she coldly glanced at Amelia and sneered, "It's hard to have a family gathering, and even your parents came earlier than you to have dinner."
Albert immediately retorted, "Is it Amelia's fault that we were late from work? Mum, don't you have busy times too?"