Chapter 11 Girls Love Spicy Food

Amelia thought that Ms. Linda was particularly playful, definitely someone who graduated from a school of humor and entertainment. Her tone of speech made Amelia want to laugh uncontrollably.

But it seemed impolite to laugh in front of her, so Amelia resisted the urge and kept her head down, eating the omelet.

But before she could finish eating the omelet, Ms. Linda came out again, using that suppressed laughter tone of voice to ask,

"If you eat fish, do you like it braised or boiled? Or maybe grilled fish, the spicy kind that makes your nose run?"

"Ah?"

Amelia almost choked on a bite of the omelet. She quickly grabbed a glass and drank a glass of milk to clear her throat.

"You... just cook whatever you like,"

Ms. Linda shook her head.

"Well, then..."

Realizing that her voice was too loud, she lowered her voice again and whispered,

"I'm getting a salary, and I'm here to cook for you. Of course, I'll make it according to your taste.

Also, if there's anything you need me to do, just let me know. I am here to serve you wholeheartedly."

Amelia felt particularly awkward because this woman had been making her uncomfortable since she had arrived in the morning.

"Um, can you make it a little spicy on top of that?"

Ms. Linda smiled confidently.

"No problem, just sit and wait for your meal."

Girls, many of them like spicy food, and Amelia was no exception. When she had money in her pocket at school, she would always buy a few packs of spicy instant noodles.

After finishing breakfast, just as she picked up her plate, Ms. Linda came running out.

"No need for you to do this. This is my job, I'll clean up. You go and have fun."

Amelia scratched her head.

"Well, thank you."

"No trouble at all, what trouble would there be? It's expected."

Amelia grabbed her phone and sat on the couch. She still couldn't figure out Damien's high-tech TV, so she decided not to watch it and continued scrolling through her phone.

However, all those people on Twitter were just repeating the same things, like how Victoria is the most beautiful and how she is the perfect match for Damien.

Amelia didn't feel anything anymore, but she had made up her mind to ask Damien when he came back. This concerned her baby, and she would still wanted assurance from Damien.

But just as she was about to scroll away, she saw a message.

【Damien's ironclad rule has been broken, spotted entering the hotel with a woman!】

Amelia looked at the picture and felt both familiar and strange. The hotel in the photo was the same one she stayed at with Damien that night.

But what felt strange was that the photo didn't even show Damien's shadow, only a black figure with long hair. And from the silhouette, it looked a lot like that famous actress.

Sure enough, there were immediately a bunch of comments below, all speculating that it was Victoria.

"Ah, is this the rhythm of an official announcement? Let's see how the fans of the CEO wash up now. Victoria has already conquered the divine CEO, hasn't she?"

Divine CEO, Amelia thought that term fit Damien quite well. His face was really good-looking, and his overall aura was outstanding. He was an enigmatic man raised in a wealthy family.

But these people could really spread rumors. She couldn't help but reply.

"The picture is so blurry, you can't see anything clearly, so how do you know the CEO checked in?"

Unexpectedly, someone replied to her immediately with a screenshot of the check-in record. All other information was blurred out, but Damien's name was clear.

The handwriting was vigorous and powerful, not something easy to imitate.

Seeing that Amelia didn't say anything, the other person felt extremely proud.

"Before evidence, all arguments are futile. Just wait for the official announcement. Victoria is also going to marry into a wealthy family, and it's a top-tier wealthy family."

Amelia put down her phone and decided not to scroll anymore.

She had nothing else to do, so she picked up the vacuum cleaner and was about to clean the house.

But as soon as the vacuum cleaner turned on, Ms. Linda came out and stopped her, saying that she would clean later and pressed Amelia back onto the couch.

Amelia was bored. She remembered that back when she was at home, she could never finish her tasks. Cleaning and tidying the house always had to be rushed, and she couldn't stop for a moment.

If she took too long, her cooking time would be shortened, and if she didn't finish cooking by the time her parents and younger brother came home from school, she would get scolded.

She sat on the couch, daydreaming until past eleven when Damien came back.

Damien opened the door and immediately smelled a pungent spicy aroma.

As he changed his shoes, he asked,

"What dish is this?"

Amelia's eyes instantly lit up when she saw him return. She quickly jumped off the couch and ran towards him.

"Mr. Kingsley, you're back!"

Damien nodded, his gaze lowered, and he immediately noticed her pair of fair and bare feet.

Amelia sensed his gaze and wiggled her toes, consciously saying, "I'll go put on some shoes."

Damien walked over to her, gently lifting her up in his arms.

Amelia was startled. "Hey, what are you doing?"

Damien didn't say anything, carrying her straight into the bedroom, leaving behind Ms. Linda standing at the kitchen door, holding a spoon with her mouth wide open, big enough to fit an egg.

What did she see?

Ms. Linda couldn't believe her eyes. Her young master was actually carrying that girl. Although she had suspected before that the girl might be kept by the young master, it was still hard to believe when she saw it with her own eyes.

Damien was seen by everyone as a person devoid of worldly desires, and the rumors and gossip online about him were unbelievable. Some said he didn't like women, others said he was frigid, and there were even some saying he couldn't perform.

The derogatory comments were countless.

That's why the family had been urging the young master to find a partner, arranging several blind dates, but the young master hadn't attended any of them. Those daughters of prestigious families were left disappointed, and the speculations only grew.

Fortunately, her young master probably never paid attention to those, and combined with his cold temperament, no one dared to say anything in front of him.

But now, today, Ms. Linda saw him carrying a girl into the bedroom...

The possibilities were endless. Ms. Linda really wanted to take out her phone and call the madam immediately to share this shocking news. However, she hesitated when she thought about the young master's orders. She didn't dare to make the call!

This explosive news could only be known by herself, which was truly torturous.

Ms. Linda muttered to herself and went back into the kitchen, busying herself with the spoon.

Damien carried Amelia into the bedroom and realized that her slippers were not there.

Amelia whispered, "They're in the living room."

He turned around and went out, soon returning with her shoes and crouching down to help her put them on.

"In the future, you mustn't run around barefoot on the floor. You shouldn't catch a cold, especially since you're pregnant."

Amelia felt uneasy with Damien's gentle tone, and unconsciously thought of Victoria. That woman was truly fortunate to have Mr. Kingsley, who was so kind and thoughtful!