Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 369: Her Identity Must Be Kept Secret
Downstairs, Amelia Miles sat on the sofa drinking water, continuously thinking about how to persuade Frost Moore to treat Damon Hawke.
At this moment, Frost Moore and Sarah Moore came downstairs.
"Can we start eating?" Frost asked.
"Yes, young master," the servant replied.
"Alright, Miss Grant, let’s eat first," Frost said, glancing at Amelia Miles as she stood up.
"Thank you," she replied with a grateful smile, glancing at Sarah Moore before following the two into the dining room.
The little one, full and satisfied, was taken by a servant to go play.
Frost Moore glanced at Amelia, gesturing for her to take a seat.
Knowing that Amelia’s bodyguards were still standing guard outside, he instructed the servant to bring them some food.
Such behavior clearly marked him as a well-mannered heir of a prominent family.
Amelia said nothing, thinking that such a man, if reasoned with and emotionally appealed to, would surely agree to help Damon Hawke.
"Miss Grant, please, don’t stand on ceremony, let’s eat," Frost Moore spoke, elegantly starting the meal.
Amelia shook herself back to the present, looking at the dishes on the table, blinking.
Vexia and Sea City are far apart, with very different dietary habits.
Yet several dishes on this table were her favorites.
They must have been specially prepared for her.
A piece of meat appeared atop her bowl, and Amelia looked up to meet Sarah Moore’s clear gaze.
"Thank you," she said with a gentle smile, feeling a slight unease rise within her.
She already knew Sarah was Frost’s sister.
Before she went upstairs, she had specially instructed the servant with a few words. Could it be that she asked them to prepare these favorite dishes of hers?
How did she know these were her favorite dishes?
Was it just a coincidence?
Suppressing her wild thoughts, Amelia started eating.
The taste of the food was surprisingly delicious, almost indistinguishable from her own cooking at home.
She blinked, sensing something was amiss.
Watching Amelia eat, Sarah gently lifted the white gauze from her face and began eating as well.
The meal was eaten in silence, and when they were nearly finished, Amelia put down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth.
"Mr. Moore, thank you so much for your hospitality; you’re truly a kind person."
Having been given a "good person" card, Frost put down his chopsticks as well.
His well-defined fingers retrieved a napkin and wiped, giving her a look.
"No need to flatter me, after the meal..."
"Mr. Moore, I’m not leaving just like that, unless you agree to treat my fiancé," Amelia quickly intervened.
Frost raised his eyebrows, intentionally asking, "Are you planning to stick around here then?"
"Yes, Mr. Moore, if you don’t agree, I’ll be here every day until you do," Amelia replied firmly, nodding vigorously.
Frost chuckled lightly, "I didn’t expect the current CEO of Miles Corporation to be so thick-skinned!"
Amelia shrugged, "Mr. Moore, say what you will, but if you don’t agree, I won’t leave."
Sarah looked back and forth between the two, smiling as she patted Frost’s hand.
"Brother, stop teasing her."
Frost was a kind and warm-hearted older brother with a righteous spirit. He had already agreed to accompany her to Sea City.
"Mr. Moore, are you willing to treat my fiancé?"
Hearing Sarah’s words, Amelia’s eyes lit up, and she hurriedly asked.
Frost said, "With your persistence, if I don’t agree, I’m afraid there won’t be a moment’s peace."
Amelia’s heart surged with emotions, "Thank you, thank you both."
Frost truly agreed to treat Damon Hawke!
Wonderful.
"So, Mr. Moore, will you come with me to Sea City, or should I bring him here?" Amelia eagerly asked.
"Didn’t you say Sea City is a nice place? I’ve decided to go there to inspect it," Frost said, glancing at Sarah.
"Alright, Mr. Moore, when we get to Sea City, I will definitely play the perfect host."
He agreed to go to Sea City with her!
Amelia felt another burst of excitement, eager to leave at once.
"When should we depart then, Mr. Moore?"
Hearing this, Frost looked again at Sarah.
"In a few days."
Sarah touched her face, "Miss Grant, I’m sorry, we’ll need to keep you waiting a bit. I had an accident earlier and injured my face and throat, I’m still recovering, so it’ll be a few days before I can go to Sea City with you."
"It’s alright, it’s alright, a few days isn’t a problem, I’m already grateful enough that you’re willing to come back to Sea City with me to help my fiancé," Amelia said quickly.
She also had work to attend to here.
Now, both professional and personal matters were being taken care of.
So happy.
"Alright then, I have to head out for some company work this afternoon, Miss Grant, make yourself comfortable here," Frost said, checking his watch and preparing to leave.
"Brother, be careful on the road," Sarah quickly helped him with his coat, reminding him.
Frost took the coat, went to the door to change his shoes, and then stood straight, patting her shoulder.
"Brooke, you promised me, no one must know your true identity."
Sarah pursed her lips, "Brother, don’t worry, I won’t tell."
She knew Frost was cautious about loose talk, subtly reminding her that even though Amelia was her best friend, her identity must remain a secret.
Frost left, Sarah watched him drive away and closed the villa door.
Turning around, she saw Amelia staring at her in a daze.
Sarah’s eyes flickered slightly as she instructed the servants to arrange a room for Amelia.
Amelia slowly approached her, "Thank you, Miss Mercer, honestly, you really remind me of my best friend."
Sarah’s posture stiffened for a moment, then it returned to normal.
"Miss Grant, would you like to walk around to digest after the meal?"
Her voice was still hoarse and unpleasant, but Amelia found it endearing.
It felt like the kind of after-meal strolls and chats she’d have with her best friend.
"Sure," Amelia agreed.
The two walked slowly into the backyard of the villa.
The afternoon sun was warm, illuminating the garden’s greenery and flowers with clarity.
As they walked, Amelia occasionally turned her head to observe Sarah Moore.
Sarah sighed inwardly, calling out her friend’s nickname loudly in her heart.
Elly, I’m sorry, I can’t reveal myself to you yet!
But meeting her away from home brought her immense joy.
Since she fell into the water, she felt no attachment to anyone, except those wonderful days with her best friend.
She thought they might not meet again in this lifetime.
Unexpectedly, they met so soon.
"Miss Grant, are you curious about what I look like?"
Sarah paused at a gazebo, speaking out.
Amelia felt a bit awkward, tidying the hair by her ear without saying anything.
Sarah slowly removed the veil, revealing a face unfamiliar to Amelia.
It was a face bearing no resemblance at all to Leia Quinn.
Amelia inexplicably felt disappointed.
The little thought remaining that this person could be Kiki drifted away.
She realized she’d been overthinking things.
This person was the heiress of the Moore Home, how could she be her best friend Leia Quinn?
Yet, where was her best friend Leia Quinn now?
