Nichole smiled, "No matter what the reason is, Mr. Farrell, you have helped me, so I am very grateful to you. However, I came in a hurry tonight and did not prepare any gifts. I will make up for you tomorrow. Good-bye. "Ok," Jared responded. Nichole bowed again and turned to leave. Jared directly closed the door and went back to the living room to pick up the laptop and went upstairs. When he passed by Amber's room, he slowed down and glanced at her door. He stopped when he saw the light in the room coming out through the gap under the door. The light was still on. Amber was not sleeping?. Thinking of this, Jared raised his hand and knocked on the door. He planned to tell her that Nichole had come to find her. "Amber, are you there?" Jared asked as he knocked on the door. However, after knocking for a long time, the door had no intention of opening, and there was no movement inside the door. Was she asleep?. Jared frowned and quickly rejected the idea. Impossible. Amber hated strong light when she slept, so she couldn't have slept with the light on. So she should not be asleep yet. But why didn't she keep the door closed? Could it be that she wasn't in the room?. Thinking of this, Jared's face tensed up. He stopped knocking on the door and placed his hand on the doorknob. With a light turn, the door opened. Jared pushed open the door and walked in. He first looked in the direction of the bed. When he saw that there was no one in the bed, his pupils suddenly contracted. She really wasn't there!. Where did she go?. Jared's heart tightened and his fists clenched. He turned his neck and began to observe how Amber had left the room. After all, he had not seen Amber downstairs. However, when he looked around, he saw a long black object on the ground not far from the bathroom, which seemed to be human hair. His vision was blocked by the sofa in front of him, and he was not too sure. Jared walked around the sofa, planning to go over and check it out. When he looked, he saw Amber lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. "Amber!" Jared's expression changed greatly. He took three steps forward and checked Amber's situation. He lifted Amber up and let her lean into his arms. Then, he reached out to touch her forehead. He found that it was not hot. He checked her breathing again and found that her breathing was steady and slow

She did not look like she was sick. Immediately, Jar ed calmed down. He eve n felt a little funny. Amber was n ot sick, and she was only asleep. But to fall aslee p here, was she not afr aid of catching a cold? . Jared had no intention of waking Amber up. He p ut her arms around his neck and then held her butt w ith one arm. He picked her up and walked to the bed. When he came to the bedside, Jared put Amber on the bed. H e tidied her hair and covered her with a quilt. After leaning ov er and kissing her forehead, he got up and turned off the light. When Amber woke up the next day, it was already el even o'clock in the morning. She opened her eyes, looked at the ceiling, and looked at th e bed below her. She was stunned. Strang e, why was she in bed? . Hadn't she just gotten dr unk and fallen to the ground af ter taking a shower last night? . Had Jared entered her r oom last night? . Amber pursed her re d lips, rubbed her temple s, and sat up on the bed. As soon as she got up, she almost vomited beca use her head was still a little dizzy and even a lit tle swollen, which made her feel very uncomfortable. But Amber still insisted on removing the quilt and g etting out of bed. After putting on her shoes, she walked to the bathroom and threw herself on the toilet to vomit. After vomiting, she felt comfortable. Although her head was still a little dizzy, at least the disgusting feeling disappeared. Amber reached out and pressed the flush button, then stood up and went t o brush her teeth in front of the sink. It was already a n hour later when she was ready to go out. Amber had just walked up the stairs whe n she heard Jared's voice from the living ro om below. "The Pratt family did quite well. Just as he fin ished speaking, a f emale voice sounded. The female voice did not speak, but s he was laughing. Her laughter was like silv er bells, which was quite pleasant to hear. When Amber heard this female voice, she immediately stoppe d walking down the stairs. Her hand that was holding the railin g also subconsciously tightened, and her face was somewhat ugly. Heh, Jared was really pop ular with women! . Yesterday, there was Braylee, and today there was another one. Would the re be someone else tomorrow? . The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. Am ber could not help but snort coldly. Although her voice was not loud, Jared's hearing had always been good. He turned to look at the stairs and saw Amber standing on the stairs. His co ld face immediately softened, and even his voice became gentle. "You're up?" . Amber did not want to pay attention to him and turned her head away. Wasn't he talking to a woman to make her happy? W hy should he care about her?

Why didn' t he continue to talk to her? . Jared looked at Amber's unhap py expression, and an invisible que stion mark appeared above his head. What was wrong with her? . Nichole, who was sitting opposite Jared, could not see the stairs, but when she saw Jared staring in the dire ction of the stairs, she immediately guessed that it was Amber who had got up and come down. She quickly stood up and walked around the sofa. When she saw the stairs, she stopped and waved to Amber who was on the stairs. "Amber. When Amber heard Nichole's voice, she was first stunned. Then, she turned her hea d around and asked in surprise, "It's you?" . Therefore, the person who had just spoken to Jared was Nichole, no t some other woman she did not know. "What? You don't recognize me after not seeing me for a day?" Nichole looked at the surprise on her face and said with a smile. "No, I'm just surp rised that you're here. " Amber shook her head. And she wa s talking to Ja red so happily. "I came here to thank you and Mr. Far rell. But you wasn't up yet, so I am waiti ng for you while talking with Mr. Farrell. "Is that so? Then. what did you say just now?" Amber glanced at Jared and finally turned her gaze b ack to Nichole. She asked with a slightly sour voice. Jared rai sed his eyebrow s and chuckled. He finally unde rstood why she had b een unhappy just now. Because he had been talking to another woman. "We were talking about Jonah. " Nichole did not hear the hidden jealousy in Amber's tone. Sh e smiled, "Yesterday, Mr. Farrell talked to Jonah's father about his lover outside. So last nigh t, the Pratt family forced Jonah to come to apologize to me and let him send the mistress away. "So that's ho w it is. " Amber nod ded in realization. No wonder Jared had just said that the Pratt f amily had done a good job. So th at was wha t he meant. Amber immediately fe lt at ease and was no long er as flustered as before. She held the railing and cont inued downstairs. Jared looked at her trembling legs and suddenly understood somethi ng. He put down the financial magazine in his hand and went to the kitc hen. He took out the hangover soup and handed it to Amber. "Drink this. "What is this?" Amber looked at the b lack liquid in the bowl and smelled a stran ge scent. She wrinkled her nose in disgust