Chapter 197 If You Love Me, Then Promise Me
York took another look at the room before turning off the light and closing the door.
He walked down the stairs step by step, sat at a table on the side, and watched Otis playing with Whiskers.
Whiskers was currently learning how to play hide and seek.
"No using your claws," Otis patiently told the ragdoll cat. "Got it?"
Whiskers sat obediently.
When Otis saw York come down, he immediately stood up and came over holding Whiskers.
"York," he said, "I've already found a place and I'm getting ready to move out. When are you going to have Briar and Amelia move in?"
Previously, because Otis was the youngest brother in the family, he had been living with York.
York reached out to scratch Whiskers under the chin and said, "Probably still need a while. Amelia still needs some time."
Otis nodded, seeming to understand but not quite.
"How are things going with you and Ms. Fuller?" York asked casually.
Otis immediately shook his head in resistance.
"Nothing like that. People are just making things up," Otis muttered.
But York just looked at him deeply, smiled, and said nothing.
...
Meanwhile, at the hotel.
Alvin had just returned when the front desk told him, "Mr. Jordan, you had a visitor today. They're already waiting for you upstairs."
Alvin found it strange. A visitor for him?
After thinking for a moment, he nodded, then took the elevator upstairs.
Just as he reached the suite door, he saw his visitor.
Felicity.
After a moment's thought, Alvin didn't open the door but asked, "What do you want?"
Felicity stood up. She was dressed beautifully today.
She was holding a box, which she now opened.
Inside lay a bottle of red wine.
"I came to give this to you," Felicity said. "It's from our family's winery. I really like it and wanted you to try it."
Alvin looked at the bottle and reached out to take it.
"Okay, I'll take it," Alvin said. "Thanks. You can go back now."
Then he turned to open the door and go inside.
"Alvin," Felicity said anxiously, reaching out to block his way.
"Is there something else?" Alvin frowned slightly, looking at Felicity.
"Are you still angry?" Felicity asked. "About me taking that bottle of wine back?"
Alvin didn't answer, just looked down at her.
"Alvin, she's already been married," Felicity said.
Alvin didn't want to listen to her anymore so he turned to leave.
"Even though she's separated from William now, she already has someone new. You can't have her!" Felicity continued, ignoring the look on his face."Alvin, everything you're doing now is meaningless."
Felicity rushed in front of Alvin and looked up at him.
"Can't you just look at me?" There was sadness in Felicity's eyes. "Whatever she can do, I can do too."
Alvin let out a long sigh, then stuffed the wine back into Felicity's hands.
"This makes it pointless," Alvin said, then opened the door and was about to close it.
But Felicity blocked the door.
"Then why did you save me back then?" she said through tears. "Wouldn't it have been better to just let me die?"
Alvin forcefully pushed her out, then closed the door.
Back then...
It was just a misunderstanding.
He thought the contact person from the Brown Group was Amelia, so when he learned she was in danger, he went there himself.
But there was no need to tell Felicity all this.
...
Night gradually deepened.
The Jenkins Group's Blue series had sparked everyone's enthusiasm for taking photos.
Many people went to the area between the two big screens to check in.
Fortunately, it was a dead-end road with almost no traffic on the other side.
And there were two hours of partial road closure.
Actually, it was fine because this entire area belonged to the Jenkins Group.
The check-in photos looked best with the Blue series. The night lights gathered on the gemstone, reflecting blue light, making the person holding the gem look as if they were standing in a rift in time and space.
Combined with the ocean and the big screens on both sides, it gave people a sense of traveling through time and space.
People who hadn't bought the Blue series also went to take photos, which had some effect, but the lighting wasn't as good as for those who had bought it.
For a while, all the major platforms were filled with related videos or pictures, sparking widespread discussion.
"I heard this was completely Amelia's idea, and she designed the whole thing!"
"This is so amazing, much more interesting than those boring brand activities from Christmas Eve!"
"Yeah, and the song is great too. I feel like Amelia must have been involved in that as well!"
"Speaking of Quiana, honestly, I've always thought she's very lucky. It was the same when she was with Isabella."
"What about Isabella? Isabella just wanted a wedding."
...
While everyone was discussing, suddenly, a piece of news came out of nowhere—#Isabella's Floral Series#
Amelia and Isabella were already at the center of public opinion, and now with Isabella's news coming out, it shot straight to the top of the trending searches.
Everyone was talking about it.
By this time, Amelia had already finished her shower and come out.
She looked at the news and smiled coldly.
Isabella was making her move, as expected.
Just as she was thinking this, another breaking news item popped up—Isabella had started a livestream.
The background of the livestream was all white, and Isabella looked pale.
She smiled "with difficulty" at the camera and said, "My assistant told me that netizens are very concerned about my situation, so I specially started this livestream."
Isabella coughed, looking very uncomfortable, her eyes turning red from coughing.
She smiled and said, "You are all my supporters, and I guess you could say you're my shareholders too."
"Today I saw that everyone is very concerned about the competition between me and Amelia, so now I'm going to report to you on my recent progress."
"First, the short drama is going through the process of theatrical release, so it might be a while before you can see it."
"Second, I remembered the original reason I got to know you all—my floral series. I will restart it and continue until the end of my life."
"Finally, I'm sure some people have already heard the news that the Brown Group has completely cut ties with my short drama. This made me think a lot. I won't be getting help from that side. For this competition, I have a clear conscience."
As she spoke, she seemed to think of something, and her expression became dejected.
"Actually, I was hoping for too much, wanting to have a wedding..."
"But it's okay. Amelia and I will compete on our own merits."
She smiled. "Lastly, I hope everyone will support my floral work."
After saying all this, Isabella said she was tired and went offline.
Isabella watched as the traffic skyrocketed, her eyes full of satisfaction.
Earlier, William had made her choose between the two.
She chose neither. In the end, she made a request.
"William, you don't have to worry about my short drama. After all, it's completely cut off. But my floral work—William, you have to help me with that."
"William, you want me to win, right?"
"If you want me to win, if you love me, then agree to this."
At that time, William said nothing. In the end, he just told her to contact Rhys.
Isabella smiled contentedly. William was still on her side. No matter what, William just couldn't refuse her.