Chapter 331 A Fight Again

Amelia's eyes narrowed at Lucian when she asked him in a suspicious tone and her voice was certainly not low, "Where did you take Mark to?" She stared at him, expecting an honest answer which never came. She had a doubt that Lucian perhaps had taken Mark to Nicholas's place.

Lucian turned his eyes at Amelia, who was now holding Mark in her arms. He frowned, debating on his answer then settled on saying, "Amelia, calm down first."

Amelia pursed her lips. She was indeed loud more than needed. But she didn’t want to accept that in front of him, so she didn’t say anything neither asked him the second time where he had gone with Mark. She instead decided to leave the room and go downstairs with Mark to the dining room. Lucian saw his sulking wife leaving the room as he let out a groan and followed her out.

Lily was working in the kitchen. When she saw Amelia walking in the kitchen with Lucian trailing behind, she stood aside with eyes downcast. "I should go fill a bowl of rice for little Mark," Lily uncomfortably mumbled while she sensed the seriousness between her master and mistress. She moved away from in front of Lucian shyly, eyes still downcast.

Lucian didn’t comment on that as he followed Amelia into the dining room. He sighed watching her moving around, sulking. When Amelia went and sat down, Lucian joined her, sitting in his usual seat in front of Amelia. He gazed at her. "Didn't we reach an agreement last night?"

Amelia was feeding Mark, but her hand shook when she heard him. Her grip on the spoon tightened as she averted her eyes on him, agitated. Lucian was still watching her with an unwavering stare. She snapped, "You were meant to attend the celebration party today. Why weren’t you here and just returned now?"

"I hope you can reflect on what you have said. Besides, dad wanted to see Mark. So I took Mark to visit him," Lucian countered harshly. His expression turned cold in the blink of an eye. He then rose from his seat and stormed out of the dining room.

Lily was just outside the kitchen. When she saw Lucian leaving in anger and noticed Amelia's face was as pale as snow, she was petrified, eyes focused at the doorways. Mark had also sensed something was

of his men to do the work.

After arranging everything, Michael turned to Amelia who was still standing in the lobby.

"You're going to be seen if you stand in the lobby for longer. Besides, I figured, you need to eat something first. I have arranged someone who will convey whatever they will be discussing in that room over to us. So, relax now."

Amelia nodded and took his offer. Michael then led her to a private room and ordered food for her. He then held one cup of coffee and took a sip from it elegantly.

Then he turned to Amelia and expressed his doubt. "However, I am a little worried that we would even get to know nothing at all. Because, there is a great possibility that they will go silent once a waiter goes in there."

Amelia frowned at his words. "It's possible." Michael although had agreed to her silently, noticing her going upset, he tried to comfort her. "Don't think too much now. You're the only one in Lucian's heart. He won't betray you."

Of course, Amelia knew that. Lucian loved her endearingly. That wasn’t her concern. She was worried because there were a lot of things that Lucian had hidden from her.

She wanted to know and her curiosity now was troubling her, driving her restless.

They sat there quietly for a while. Amelia was too drawn inside herself to further continuing the discussion and Michael was understanding of her silence. After about twenty minutes, Michael’s informer knocked at the door of the private room they were sitting.

He came and informed him, "Boss, the person Mr. Lucian is talking with is the former president of the An Group, Edmund. I tried to get close to them to listen to their topic of discussion. But they seemed to lower their voice to avoid any unwanted listener."

This information got Amelia even more unnerved.

She knew Lucian was always careful in his dealings, and if the conversation was confidential, he wouldn’t let anyone know about it.

"Did Lucian say anything else?" Michael asked.

The man nodded. "Mr. Lucian asked if you have arrived in the hotel yet."

Michael looked at Amelia as his eyes twinkled in amusement. "Your husband is one smart man, Amelia. He seems to have found out about my whereabouts."