CEO's Contract Obsession-Chapter 255: Free Coffee (2)

While the Bellory staff diligently prepared the coffee for the awaiting media, Amy graciously allowed them to take a seat inside the cafe, offering a comfortable space for them to wait. She agreed to engage in casual conversation, as long as they refrained from discussing the ongoing case.

Amy emphasized the importance of maintaining discretion, considering that the matter was already being handled in court. It was a measure taken to ensure the well-being and best interests of everyone involved. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

To Amy’s delight, some of the reporters even requested to take pictures with her, a request she gladly accepted. However, she required that the photos should be used solely for the purpose of promoting the cafe, either on their social media platforms or in news articles.

Much to her satisfaction, everyone adhered to her condition, seemingly charmed by her presence and willingly abiding by her request. It was a positive turn of events that further contributed to the promotion and positive image of Bellory Cafe.

As the Bellory staff diligently distributed the coffee to the media personnel, they eventually bid farewell and departed, returning to their respective destinations. With the departure of the reporters, the shop regained its cafe ambiance.

Soon enough, customers began trickling in, gradually replacing the headcount previously occupied by the media. The cafe started its regular operations, embracing the buzz of patrons enjoying their coffee and the lively atmosphere of a bustling cafe.

"Way to go, Amy! You showed how good of a CEO you are today. You handled the situation very well," Mary can’t help but praise her best friend for she was so proud while watching her face her fears earlier.

Amy smiled at Mary without any hint of sadness anymore and said, "I just remembered what my father always say to me and my brother, he said, ’Treat people with kindness and good things will follow’ so I guess he is right after all."

As the two best friends chat while helping out their staff with the orders, a group of teenage girls approaches them.

"Excuse me, you are Amelia Welsh, right? The one on the news fighting the bad men who tried to kidnap you?" One of the girls asked Amy.

Amy glanced at Mary meaningfully as if asking silently what she should do. And to her rescue, Mary quickly stands beside her with her greatest idea... idea that’s only good for Mary.

"Yes, she is, though we call her Amy. Have you seen how good of a fighter she is? Those men were completely knocked out! Especially the one she hit on the balls," the whole group, including Amy, laughed at Mary’s statement getting the attention of the other customers.

"I guess that’s me, hehe," Amy said as she fix her already tidy hair.

"I knew it!" the girl exclaimed. The turned around and face her friends and said, "I told you it was her."

Amy and Mary looked at each other wondering what is going on but their thoughts were immediately cut off by the teenage girls.

"Ms. Amy Welsh, can we take a picture with you?" the girl said.

Amy’s brows furrowed but quickly relaxed again, "It’s Mrs. Welsh by the way, and why do you want to take a picture with me?" She asked completely bewildered by the girl’s request.

"Wow, you are married? Who is your husband?" Another girl wearing a blue shirt asked.

"Oh, that. My husband is Henry Welsh, the owner of this building," Amy replied.

"The handsome and rich Henry Welsh? The business tycoon that we always see on the TV?" the girl asked.

"Yes, that man," Amy tersely said.

"Oh, my God! Where is he? Can we take a picture with him too?" the blue-shirt girl exclaimed.

"Woah, woah, hold your horses, what’s with the picture taking? You have not answered my friend’s question here," Mary interrupted after seeing the teenage girls getting excited.

"Well, we saw Amy on the news fighting her kidnappers and we want to be like her. We want to learn how to fight like her to defend ourselves, so can we take a picture Mrs. Welsh?" The first girl asked with enthusiasm as she gave out her biggest smile.

"Alright, once you have your orders, let’s take a picture together, including our cafe in the picture. As a bonus, I’ll also treat you to a complimentary muffin with your drinks. How does that sound?" Amy’s enthusiasm matched that of the first girl, eager to provide an enjoyable experience while promoting the cafe’s offerings.

"Wow! Absolutely, we wouldn’t dare refuse such a generous offer," responded the first girl, prompting a chuckle from the rest of the group. The prospect of capturing a memorable moment while indulging in the complimentary treat was met with enthusiasm and laughter among them.

"How about your husband? Is he here?" inquired the girl in the blue shirt.

"Why do you want to take a picture of a grumpy man like Henry? Shouldn’t you be crushing on someone your age?" Mary interjected, playfully teasing the girl in the blue shirt.

The girls burst into giggles, including Amy, who joined in as if she were one of the teenagers. However, Mary couldn’t help but frown at the sight of her best friend giggling with the girls.

As Amy’s laughter echoed through the air, Mary couldn’t help but observe her best friend with a mixture of amusement. Inwardly, she thought, "Look at this woman, beaming like a 16-year-old at the mere mention of her cranky husband."

"But we don’t want boys, we want a man as handsome and strong as Henry Welsh," one of the teenage girls declared, eliciting another round of giggles from the group. Their admiration for Henry’s appearance and strength was just too obvious and they are not hiding it.

Mary playfully placed her hands on her waist and quipped, "And how did you know that he is strong? Have you met the guy?" Her tone carried a hint of curiosity and challenge, adding a touch of intrigue to the conversation.

The girl in blue answered, "We have seen him naked in the magazines an–"

"NAKED?!" Amy and Mary exclaimed simultaneously, their voices filled with shock and disbelief. The sudden outburst caught the attention of other patrons in the cafe, causing them to turn their heads in curiosity.

Realizing they had become the center of attention, Amy and Mary quickly brought their hands to their mouths, attempting to stifle their unintentional outburst. They exchanged sheepish glances, their faces turning slightly red with embarrassment.