Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 367: Has Victoria Don Been Clinging to You?
Frost Moore finished speaking, took the little bun from Brooke’s hand, and prepared to go upstairs.
Brooke glanced at Amelia Miles, pulled over a servant, and wrote a line on her phone.
"Okay, Miss, I’ll go prepare the meal right away."
The servant obeyed and left, Brooke and Amelia nodded slightly to each other and followed Frost Moore upstairs.
Amelia watched the two go up and wanted to call out to Frost Moore.
But in the end, she didn’t say anything.
She had come too abruptly today; asking someone to help her so directly would surely cause resentment.
However, since she was here, she wouldn’t leave just like that.
She must act cautiously now and think of a way to make Frost Moore agree to treat Damon Hawke.
If he’s unwilling to go to Sea City, she could bring Damon here.
At this moment, her phone rang; it was a call from the bodyguard.
"Miss Grant, I’m right outside the villa."
The bodyguard had arrived.
Amelia quickly spoke to a servant and ran to open the door with her.
The bodyguard came in, looking dusty.
There were bloodstains on his arm.
"Xiao Liu, are you injured?"
Amelia felt a tightness in her chest and quickly asked.
"Just a minor wound, it’s no big deal. Miss Grant, I’m just glad you’re okay."
The bodyguard, seeing that Amelia was fine, couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Amelia’s lips curved slightly, "Don’t tell my dad and the others about my injury."
She was fine, but didn’t want Hunter Miles and the others to worry.
"Sorry Miss Grant, Ace has already informed Mr. Hawke about the situation."
The bodyguard apologized slightly.
Amelia: "..."
How did she not know that among the bodyguards, there was someone arranged by Damon?
At that moment, her phone suddenly rang.
Amelia looked down and pursed her lips slightly.
Speak of the devil.
It was a call from Damon Hawke.
Amelia’s lips curved as she walked outside to answer the call.
"Tom."
"Are you alright?"
The man’s serious voice came through the phone.
Amelia pretended to be relaxed, "I’m fine, all good!"
"Really okay?" Damon asked again.
Amelia blinked her large eyes and laughed, "Tom, are you worried about me?"
Damon didn’t speak, only his gentle breathing came through on the call.
Amelia’s eyes were full of laughter as she said, "Don’t worry, I’m really fine. Not only am I fine, but I’ve also found Frost Moore from Moore Pharmaceuticals, and I’m at his home now."
Upon hearing this, Damon’s tone revealed a hint of surprise.
"So quickly?"
"Yes, perhaps it’s a blessing in disguise!"
Amelia said.
Damon paused, "Stay safe; nothing else matters. Your life is what’s most important. I will find out who’s behind this attack."
The statement "Your life is what’s most important" nearly broke Amelia’s defenses.
He had no memory, so naturally, these words were just a simple reminder.
But she felt that everything was getting better.
He was increasingly concerned about her, and if Frost Moore agreed to treat him, he’d become the man who loved her from before.
Therefore, she must persuade Frost Moore to treat Damon Hawke.
"Mm, what are you doing right now? Is Victoria Don pestering you?"
Amelia didn’t want the atmosphere to become overly heavy, so she changed the topic.
Damon’s light chuckle came through the phone, "Want to know? Find out when you get back."
This man, he’d started joking with her.
Amelia pouted and pretended to be fierce, "Remember to stay away from her. If I find out she’s taken advantage, I’ll..."
"You’ll do what?" 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
"Cut off your little buddy."
"Ha, isn’t that harsh?"
"Yes!"
"..."
The two joked for a bit, and on the other end, Damon’s expression grew serious as he looked at the clubhouse before him.
"Alright, I have business to attend to, talk later."
Today Julian Miles had arranged to meet him; it seemed the fish was making a move?
Was Amelia’s encounter with the assassin somehow related to Julian Miles?
A cold glint flashed in Damon’s eyes as he strode into the clubhouse.
Upon entering the designated compartment, Julian Miles was already inside waiting.
Beside him stood James Lee.
Damon walked in with Chase Quinn.
"Mr. Hawke is here, let’s sit and talk."
Julian motioned for Damon to sit.
Damon gave him a glance and sat across from him.
"Mr. Miles has invited me here; is there something you need?"
Julian chuckled and signaled to James Lee.
James poured Damon a glass of water and then handed over a document.
"Mr. Hawke, our two families are collaborating on a medical project, and I hope the Netherworld Organization won’t suddenly interfere next time."
Hearing this, Damon’s eyes shifted slightly as he picked up the document for a glance.
This was an intention statement for collaboration between the Grant Family and a medical institution.
Clearly, this medical institution had issues.
Was Julian warning him not to interfere?
But why would he think he could control him?
"Mr. Miles, what do you mean? I don’t quite understand."
Damon tossed the document onto the table and leaned back lazily.
"Mr. Hawke, I hope for Hawke Corporation to partake in this contract too. How about investing ten billion?"
Was this an attempt to drag him into the mess?
Damon curled a cold smile, "Mr. Miles, perhaps you’re mistaken? I am not the one in charge of Hawke Corporation now, it’s Cole Hawke. If you want Hawke Corporation to invest ten billion more, you should discuss it with Cole Hawke."
"Mr. Hawke, your family’s affairs aren’t my concern, I just want you to understand one thing: if Hawke Corporation doesn’t invest the ten billion, you will regret it."
Julian took a sip of water leisurely.
"Mr. Miles, should I perceive this as a threat? Do I seem like someone who could be threatened?"
Damon raised his eyebrows, intrigued.
Julian chuckled softly, putting down his cup, leaning forward slightly.
"Mr. Hawke, have you experienced any drowsiness or fatigue symptoms in the past couple of days?"
Damon’s eyes shifted slightly, "What did you do to me?"
"Nothing much, just added a little something to your body. After your Netherworld Organization disrupted my plans, this is merely a small lesson."
Julian looked at Damon, his face full of pride.
So it was him who instigated Victoria to put something in his water?
Damon’s black eyes narrowed, ice flowing inward.
"Julian Miles, you want to control me and drag Hawke Corporation down? Collaborate with the Grant Family in illegal actions?"
"Mr. Hawke, don’t speak so harshly! This is merely about making money together."
Julian dismissed him indifferently.
Damon stared at him firmly, suddenly smiling, "Mr. Miles truly has ways of handling things; on one hand dragging Hawke Corporation down, and on the other, seizing control while Amelia is away. I suspect her sudden trouble in Vexia is also your doing, right?"
Upon hearing this, Julian looked at him for a few seconds, then smiled proudly, "Yes, it was me. What, does it hurt your heart? No way, I heard you despise her very much?"
He confessed!
Amelia’s assassination attempt was Julian’s scheming.
The killing intent flashed in Damon’s eyes.
But his face showed no expression.
"Why would I feel sorry for her? I just believe as partners, it’s best to clarify any matter thoroughly."
He’ll make a note of Julian’s actions.
At the right time, he’ll bring him to justice.
