Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 898 Jared Didn't Love Her Very Much

Hearing the eagemess and heaviness in the woman's voice, Jared's delight faded to a more serious face, "Ok"

Standing in front of the elevator, Amber closed her eyes and gathered her composure before speaking.

On the other side, Connor Stockert and Mr. Oller were back in their car.

After Connor Stockert was seated, Mr. Oller started the car, "Where shall we go next, boss?”

"Go to the station. Check on the woman." Connor Stockert replied, sitting in the back seat, legs spread, crutched upright in the middle, hands still overlapping on the head of the crutches.

"Okay." Mir. Oller answered, turned on the navigation, and said angrily as he drove, "Boss, that Amber Reed is so stupid. You approached her yourself, and she refused!"

Connor Stockert turned to look out of the car window, his eyes blurred, "Yeah, I didn't know she was tough. I thought she was just a dodder with the Farrell family, but she had enough of a temper to say no to me"

"Boss, we should never have gone after this woman in the first place." Mr. Oller frowned, "That woman Alice ruined not only Amber Reed's dress, but Jared Farrell's as well. That is to say, we have to win the understanding of both of them to let Alice out. So, we might as well have gone to Jared in the first place. If Jared gets over it, Amber won't say anything. After all, she would never beat Jared Farrell and would never dare to go up against him.

Mr. Oller looked dismissive.

Unless Amber wanted to break up with Jared.

But was she willing?

At this point, even though they already knew Amber wasn't clinging to Jared.

They still didn't think Amber would let Jared go easily, After all, Jared was capable and had a good pedigree, and only by spending time with him was she likely to be able to take advantage of him from time to time.

So, wouldn't they be better off with Jared?

There was no need for them to visit Amber, because she was just an unattractive woman.

"You don't understand!" Connor Stockert squinted his wrinkled old eyes, "The real reason l' here with Amber is not to get Amber to forgive Alice. Well, like you said, after I went after Amber, I still have to go after Jared, so why don't I just go after Jared?

With Jared's identity, there's no need to ask Amber what she wants. It's up to him. But! didn't, and you know why?"

Mr. Oller shook his head truthfully.

Connor Stockert snorted, "I did this, of course, so 1 could meet Amber, test Amber's status with Jared, and figure everything out so that my future plans wouldn't go wrong."

Mr. Oller suddenly realized, "I see. Have you found anything out, Sir?*

He asked, turning slightly to look in the rearview mirror at the man in the back seat.

Connor Stockert picked up his cane and threw it on the seat next to him, "I thought Amber was some kind of beauty or something unique that would make Jared chase her after their divorce. So, I came to meet Amber to find out exactly where she stands in Jared's mind. That way, we can use this woman to keep Jared at bay. But I never thought I overestimated this woman. She may have a place in Jared's heart, but she is definitely not a must."

"What do you mean?"

Connor Stockert folded his legs and crossed his fingers on his knees, "I've had a closer look and Amber is ok, but her looks are definitely not top notch. There is nothing unique about her, otherwise why would Goldstone Co. stay where it is under her leadership? The only good thing about her is her temper, which I admire. I don't see any good in her other than that. Jared probably knew that too, and that's why he wasn't too into her that much. If Jared really loved Amber, why would he be watching Goldstone Co. be in trouble so many times without helping? For Jared, his random hand was enough to get Goldstone Co. Back in the stock market."

"That's true." Mr. Oller nodded, "So, boss, you think Jared didn't love Amber so much, that's why he didn't do anything?"

Connor Stockert did not confirm or deny.

"But it doesn't make sense." Mr. Oller scowled in bewilderment.

Connor Stockert had a hard face, "What do you mean?"

"The two of them: Mr. Oller turned the steering wheel and replied, "If Jared wasn't in love with Amber, then why would he pursue her again after the divorce? From what we can tell, his courtship of Amber is quite spectacular"

"Maybe they just fit" Connor Stockert pondered for a few seconds, "He doesn't love her very much, but that doesn't mean he doesn't love her. Jared still has some feelings for Amber, just not very deep. Plus, he can't live without getting married and producing an heir to the Farrell family, so instead of looking for someone who doesn't have any feelings, he chose Amber. That way, at least, it would be better with her than with any other woman. The Farrell family is now so strong that it doesn't matter if Amber doesn't come from a powerful family. The Farrell family didn't need connections through marriage. Connections from marriage, on the contrary, is not good for the Farrell family, which will let other families dilute the strength of the Farrell family"

"Oh, I see." Mr, Oller understood, but still frowned, "It's just that, boss, since Amber isn't that important to Jared, our plan to use her to keep him at bay isn't going to work out. Because he can give up Amber at any time, right?"

"You are right to be worried. Amber really doesn't have much use for us anymore. But she's not totally useless. She was kind of important to Jared. We just need to take advantage of it, and we take advantage of it well, we still might get something even if it is not as good as we had expected." Connor Stockert said, twirling his ring.

Mr. Oller nodded, "You're right, boss. Here we are, the police station"

At the word police station, Connor Stockert froze slightly, his hand, which had been twisting the ring, tightened, as if he were about to crush it.

But soon, he calmed down, loosened his ring, got out of the car, and walked to the police station gate.

At the gate, Connor Stockert suddenly stopped and looked up at the police badge at the top of the gate. His eyes flashed as if he thought something and his face twisted.

Mr. Oller, who was beside him, saw it, and his face changed. Then he said immediately "Mr. Stockert!"

At the sound of his voice, Connor Stockert calmed down, pinched the head of his cane and whispered, "I'm fine. Let's go."

"Okay" Mr. Oller answered and followed him.

Police led Connor Stockert to Alice.

Alice had been in police custody for two days. Here, she didn't eat well, she didn't sleep well, and everything she did was watched, as if she had been transported back to two months of torture.

So that in just two days, she had lost a lot of weight. Her face was hollow and sallow. Her spirits languished, and her hair was withered.

She seemed to be a different person and Mr. Oller was startled.

Only Connor Stockert's face remained calm, as if he could not see what had happened to Alice.

He walked up to Alice on his crutch, raised it, picked up Alice's chin with the other end of the crutch, and lifted her head up.