Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 685 Antique Bracelet

Sheila smiled timidly.

Amber then spoke back to the phone, "Looks like he has really splashed out this time."

Jared was rich and generous, so he must have splurged on the gifts.

"You are so funny, Miss Reed. Actually, 'splash' isn't the right word, this amount of money is nothing for Mr. Farrell," said Ben humbly and smilingly.

Amber leaned on the chair and asked, "Was this whole thing his idea?"

Ben shook his head and said, "No, in fact, it was my idea. I heard that you and Mr. Farrell were back together, so I made a little suggestion. He had me arranged them for all members of his and your companies."

"I see," said Amber understandingly.

Jared Farrell would have in no means been so sophisticated enough to think of the idea himself, as Amber had expected.

But to his credit, as soon as he realized it, he made it perfect.

"Miss Reed, the gifts represent a gesture of good-will from Mr. Farrell. He wanted to bring good luck for your relationship, so please don't send them back," Ben implored.

Considering how she used to reject Mr. Farrell, Ben was concerned that she would turn it down again.

Noticing his worried tone, and understanding him, she brushed aside the hair around her ear and coughed with a little embarrassment.

"I'm not sending them back. Take a chill pill."

"All right then." Ben breathed out a sigh of relief.

Amber continued to say, "Where is he? Why is it you who's telling me this?"

"He's now talking to Mrs. Farrell, so he told me to call you and tell you this," answered Ben.

Amber nodded, "All right. Thank you, Ben."

"My pleasure, "said Ben.

They did not hang up the phone until a few words after that.

Putting away her phone, Amber said to Sheila and the assistant, "Those red packets and snacks were indeed given to us by Farrell Group. You find an assistant to help you receive them and distribute them to the folks."

"Got it." Sheila responded.

"Thanks, Miss Reed, and Mr. Farrell, who's not here." said the assistant after Sheila.

It was such a surprise to the assistant that not only had Miss Reed and Mr. Farrell got back together but the latter was also generous enough to prepare gifts for the staff of Goldstone.

What really excited her wasn't the snacks though, which were all exotic brands by the way, but the red packets.

She had peered into one of those bulgy paper packets and caught quite a stack of dollars in it.

He was so worthy of the name as a rich and generous man by all accounts.

Amber looked at the thrilled assistant with a giggle and then rested her eyes on Sheila, "When you are done giving away the gifts, tell them everyone can take a day off, in turn, of course. Otherwise the work can't be done if all us are off at the same time."

The assistant was so ecstatic to hear what Amber have said that she couldn't help but exclaimed, "Oh, seriously, Miss Reed? Are we getting a day off?"

"Yes, you are," Amber nodded, "since Jared has shared our joys with you by giving away those things, as the other protagonist, I feel like I have to give something too. I don't have as much money as he does, so the only thing I can afford is a one-day off."

"I can't tell you how grateful I am feeling to you now, Miss Reed. A day off will be enough. It's been so long since our last holiday." The assistant was about to burst into tears.

As a growing startup company, Goldstone had hardly had any vocation over the past few months.

Even a one-day off holiday could be the biggest surprise to them.

"I'm so sorry," Amber felt a little guilty seeing the assistant's reaction, "Sorry for all the pressure and strain on you guys all these months. Thank you for the great job."

"No-o-o," the assistant quickly waved her hand, "nothing sorry about that. It's all for our company. You're not to blame, Miss Reed. We know what's going on with the company, so no one has ever complained of anything about that. I believe Goldstone will weather through this and we will relax by then."

"You bet you will." Amber said before speaking to Sheila, "As for the Farrell Group people, please get some candy and wrap it up separately and send it to them as a nice gesture from me."

Jared had left her no choice with his lavish gifts, since it would make her look bad if she did nothing in return.

Although she couldn't afford anything equal to his gifts, some candy would be better than nothing.

"OK, Miss Reed, I will arrange it." Sheila happily replied.

Thereupon she walked out of the office with the assistant.

An hour later, Sheila returned with a gift box, "The gifts have been given away to the folks and the holiday has also been announced. As for the candy, I have called some sweet maker and place the ordered, and they will send it there before the Group take off."

"All right, good job." Amber smiled.

"My pleasure," said Sheila, handing the gift box to her, "this is for you from Mr. Farrell, according to that guy."

"Hmm?" Amber reached for the box, looking puzzled.

It turned out he had not only prepared gifts for her staff but she herself too.

Amber smiled at the box and put it away without opening it. "Has he gone? I mean the guy from the Farrell Group."

"He has already left, but he is not heading for the Group but for Mr. Lyon's and Mr. Cohen's." Sheila shook her head.

"What is he going to their place for?" Amber frowned with perplexity.

Sheila smiled awkwardly and said, "To give out candies."

"To what?" Amber was shocked for a while.

Sheila repeated her words, "He's going to their place to send them candies, as the guy said, since Mr. Lyon is your friend, Mr. Farrell has also prepared gifts for the members of Lyon Corporation, to share his joys with them, same for Mr. Cohen, who's Mr. Farrell's friend."

Amber was speechless and could not believe her ears.

Share his joys with them?

What a crap, she thought, not believing his pretense.

His real intention, as she believed, was to provoke Cole and Hayden.

Jared had always known that they both had feelings for her, and was totally paranoid.

Without question, the candy was nothing but pure declaration and boast of their relationship.

At the thought of that, Amber covered her face with her hand, not knowing how to react, "That's just juvenile."

Sheila was worried as she could also see Jared's real purpose, so she said to Amber, "Is it gonna be OK for Mr. Farrell to do this, Miss Reed? Mr. Lyon will get mad."

Amber waved her hand dismissively and said, "Don't worry. I'll apologize to him for this."

Sheila nodded, then, seeming to have remembered something, she clenched her fingers and asked, "When you talk to Mr. Lyon, would you please not say anything about me, especially the vomiting thing?" If Miss Reed brought it up with Mr. Lyon, she thought, he would definitely think that she was pregnant.

She would be in big trouble.

Confused about the unexpected request, Amber looked at Sheila's imploring eyes and nodded, "OK, I will not say anything about it."

"Thank you, Miss Reed."

"No problem."

"May I go out now, Miss Reed?"

"Sure." Amber smiled.

Sheila drew a breath and left.

Amber picked up the box and took it apart.

"Now let me see what it is that Jared Farrell have got me," she thought.

Soon the package was undone and there appeared an emerald bracelet.

The bracelet was darkish green, a sign of the fine quality of the emerald.

But its surface wasn't smooth, even had little scratches, adding ages to the bracelet.

"It looks like an antique, why did he give me this?"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐