Chapter 702
Aman put on his slippers and walked into the hall with his slender legs. There was still a charmingly cold fragrance in the air.
"You don't have to be so enthusiastic. No matter how many times you ask me, I won't be able to agree to your request. Just give it up." Aman smiled as he walked over to the sofa rest area.
Bucky quickly went over and poured him a glass of brandy Black Pearl.
This was the most expensive place in Country.
Aman's strict demands for wine had always been very high.
Chloe used to think that Aman only drank white wine. After getting along with him for a long time, she knew that he would drink all kinds of wine, but he was usually more inclined to white wine.
Chloe sat next to him and said, "What did you say? I haven't said anything yet. Who wants to ask you to do that?"
Aman raised the corner of his mouth and glanced at her beautiful red face. "Then don't mention it."
Aman turned to look at the maid. "What did Madam do during the day?"
"What? Are you imprisoning me or what?" Chloe widened her eyes. "You didn't come back in the past few days, but you asked me about my whereabouts when you came back! What can do at home every day?"
Aman's elegant and deep eyes were fixed on Chloe.
Chloe felt the pressure from the president. She swallowed and said, "Why are you looking at me like this..."
Aman told her seriously, "Emperor is preparing for the annual meeting of a multinational company. It is currently being invited as an overseas guest. Some of the leaders of major international companies may have to call me personally. Simply put, I will be very busy these few days. I want you to stay at home and have a good rest. Then, you can accept the operation at ease. I can't watch you all the time. I want you to listen to the maid's report about your situation at home. That's at least."
Hearing his first words, Chloe let go of him. "Why does it sound like she's being unreasonable?"
"Well, Mr. Emperor, please have a question."
Aman looked at the maid and said, "Go ahead."
"Yes." The elite nodded respectfully. "I accompanied the Young Madam to take a stroll in the garden this morning and she came back to read books for two hours..."
"Where are you looking?" Once, Aman, who had found Chloe going to her lab, immediately narrowed his eyes.
"In the living room," Chloe hurriedly explained, holding half of her face.
Chloe continued, "In the afternoon, the Young Madam wanted to make some sweet snacks, but she failed. We advised her to give up."
Aman glanced at Chloe.
Chloe turned her face away and said, "I'm bored!"
She knew that her cooking skills were not good, and she did not say that she would cook for him.
"After that, the Young Madam made a call to Miss Zoya." Bucky glanced at Chloe's eyes and gave him a hint. He helped her shorten the time. "About five minutes..."
"What did you say to Miss Zoya?" Aman reached out to put Chloe's hair behind his shoulder and looked at her with a faint smile. "Don't call me if you have nothing to do."
"What else can say? The women's topic." Chloe said guiltily, "I said it was boring. I was at work and lived a colorful and busy life before the New Year. I felt like a pig now. I ate, slept, slept, and ate."
Aman's hand, which was caressing her hair, froze for a moment before falling back down. "After the operation is successful, I'll be able to rest for a period of time before I can go back to work."
But she didn't want to have an operation!
Chloe's eyes were full of tears.
"Anything else?" Aman asked again.
"And-" Bucky thought for a while and said, "Oh, the Young Madam also received a call from the Bishop Family."
Chloe held her head and reported, "My adopted father called me."
Aman chuckled, "Your adopted father was very concerned about you after you got married. He called you when he had nothing to do. What did he do this time? To plead for Miss Kate or for the shares in your hand?"
Chloe said angrily, "She brought up Kate's problem and said that she was going to give birth soon. She said that she asked the Emperor family to cancel her application and let the court judge her. In short, she wanted to plead for mercy on her behalf."
"What do you think?"
Aman was not interested in what had happened with the Bishop Family, so he asked casually.
"I can't forgive her." Chloe held her face. "The hatred between me and Kate is unusual. I almost died because of her. If I want to use her child to gain sympathy, then what about the child I lost?"
Where was the feud between her and Aman?
Chloe looked down and her eyes fell on her lower abdomen. "Oh, by the way... My cellphone is back."
Aman smiled. "What else did the Bishop Family say?"
"Asking about Samuel, Eathen, and the others."
Aman only asked about the Bishop Family's business, but when he mentioned the twins who almost took Chloe away last time, President sensitive nerves became tense.
He squinted his brown eyes and said, "Is that so? Do you want you to get them back?"
"No." Chloe corrected her deliberately. "The Bishop Family asked me if there was any news about Samuel and the others. They asked me to contact them and let them go home to celebrate the Spring Festival."
"Don't you think too much? You haven't contacted them now."
Chloe didn't say anything.
Aman's brows creased slightly. "What's wrong? Could it be that there is one?"
Chloe saw him and knew that he was jealous. "No! can only use the number they used when they returned home last time. I told you that I can't get through now. My phone has been turned off all the time."
"Is that so?" Aman's eyes darkened slightly.
"It's true." Chloe said as she took out her cell phone and leafed out a message. "Look, this is the message I sent to Eathen on Christmas. He hasn't replied yet."
Aman's eyes sank as he looked at her.
There was only one simple line of blessing in the message.
Chloe took back the phone and said, "Samuel didn't reply. I think they might not use this number."
"Since it's useless, then delete it. In the future, there's no need to send any more messages to them." Aman said as he took over her phone and tried to delete the two numbers.
"Don't, don't, don't!" Chloe reached out her hand to grab it. "There's no need to delete it. If they don't refuse to delete this number, they'll contact me one day. As my sister, I can't delete all their numbers, so that others can't find them."
Aman still raised her phone high up, his eyes half-closed as he looked at her. "You aren't thinking of leaving yourself a way out, are you? Whenever you mess around with me, you'll go find them?"
This time, Chloe's eyes widened.
She thought that she was jealous of herself!
"You..." Chloe almost choked to death. She pointed to her stomach one last time. "Do you think it's possible? I'm pregnant with your ball, and I'm not alone. Am going to find another man with your child?"
Aman examined her expression, just like how he used to look at the elites of the Emperor's Sheng Group with trembling eyes.
Chloe was extremely depressed, and finally cried out angrily, "I said no more!"
"It's best if you don't have it." Aman threw her phone back to her.
Chloe took back her cell phone and said, "Actually, have another idea, which is about the issue of my shares in company. At that time, tried my best to get it back, in order to get justice for the Chloe family."
"What's wrong? Are you going to give it back to them now that you sympathize with the Bishop Family?"
"Who said would return it to the Bishop Family?" Chloe
hit him on the shoulder. "It's true that the Bishop Family lied to me. It's also true that they took the shares of the Chloe family. I can't explain it to my parents!"
At least she wanted to keep the Chloe family's share!
Otherwise, with the death of the Chloe X couple, their shares would be monopolized by the Bishop Family?
A faint smile appeared on Aman's lips when he heard her mention her birth parents. It was hard to tell whether it was because he was disdainful or otherwise he did not take it seriously...
"So what do you want to do?" He was interested in hearing how Chloe was going to deal with Bishop's shares.
"I'm not short of money now," Chloe said.
President nodded naturally. "Of course, if you marry me, how can you be short of money?"
"I also have my own share!" Chloe said, "In addition to dividends from the shares of the Bishop Corporation, I also have a shares of the Lilly company."
"Well, that's great!"
Aman did not say that Chloe was a beautiful woman of a small company compared to Emperor. He sincerely praised his wife.
"And!" Chloe counted her salary. "I still have a salary. When married you at the beginning, you said that you would send it to my credit card every month!"
Aman laughed. "Yes, I almost forgot. Madam is still holding onto my salary."
Since they agreed to marry each other at the beginning, Aman ordered people to put money into Chloe's card on time every month.
This time, he had been fighting without stopping.
When Chloe heard this, she said, "What do you mean? You regret it. Do you want to withdraw your life now? Okay, anyway, we are in love now, and there is not need for the salary." Chloe turned back and said to the elites who were waiting on the other side, "The elites, go to my bedroom and bring my payment card, oh, and Aman's black card, too..."
"What am doing?" Aman frowned slightly. "That's all said. Who wants you to return the card to me?"
"But you said..."
"I didn't say anything," Aman said to the elite who was indecisive. "There's no need to go and get them."
"Yes, Young Master." The elites retreated again.
Aman frowned and pulled Chloe into his arms. "Then treat it as my allowance given to you every month. Why did you give it to me? What's wrong with me giving my wife my allowance?"
Chloe curled her lip. "That, that's what you said. That's the pocket money you gave me."
"Of course." Aman looked at her with love. "So? What do you want to do with the shares of the Bishop Corporation?"
"This..." Chloe frowned. Finally, she looked up and said, "Let me think about it again."
"Alright." Aman stood up. "Let's go eat."
During dinner time, Bucky reported Aman's Third Young Lady's preparations to him on time.
On top of the Northern Europe-style silver base, the candles sparkled with a warm light.
Aman's brown eyes were shining with beautiful candlelight. He elegantly and neatly cut the fried black pepper steak. "How sure is the success rate of the operation now?"
"It's said that it's forty-eight percent," Bucky said. "Based on the tone of his voice, it shouldn't be too difficult for him to break through again. Young Madam's surgery is too dangerous to avoid."