Chapter 1191

Sean leaned in closer to Amelia, intending to have a 'proper discussion' with her. Amelia indeed had something to discuss with him. Some plans needed more than just her input. They required execution. Her return this time was aimed at making substantial and rapid progress. However, with Sean approaching and his hands wandering over her, how could she speak? She slapped his hand away firmly and sternly commanded, "Sit properly!" Sean felt a faint pain where she had hit him. Seeing her stern expression, he obediently sat down and said, "I'm sitting properly now, honey. Go ahead." Seeing that he had finally calmed down, Amelia began, "On Saturday, we..." The law firm had only a few people working overtime, scattered here and there. Amelia had her own private office where she and Sean were having dinner and talking as the night outside gradually deepened. Meanwhile, across the street from the law firm's entrance, an Aston Martin was parked. The engine was off, but the window was dow