Since She Met Lucian

Amelia was a little dazed and overwhelmed by what she heard. But she was clear with what she wants and doesn't want so she
replied aggressively, "Of course I don't want that!" She straightened herself up to show what kind of girl she was. Inside her head
she was screaming, "Who in this damn world would want that!"
Shocked by Amelia's answer, the fat man shouted angrily, "Shit! Our boss is a renowned person in the city. How dare you refuse
him!" He couldn't believe Amelia's answer but he had no choice but to do his boss' order. The fat man seemed to have lost his
patience and his tone became more violent. Anger obviously showed up to his face as he pulled up his sleeves. He was ready to
force Amelia and do anything to bring her to his boss, even if it required violence.
Amelia saw the anger in the fat man's face, she squinted at him and asked, "Is your boss a big shot in the city?"
Hearing the sound of Amelia's voice, the fat man realized that she was afraid so he answered proudly, "Of course, everyone in
the city is afraid of him!"
"He is a tough guy! He wouldn't let anyone say no to him," the fat man tried to scared Amelia. Amelia nodded, though she knew
that the fat man was just trying to scared the hell out of her. With a scornful smile, she said, "Everybody in the city must have
some reputation. I don't think he's that well-known. I don't even know him."
The fat man seemed to feel that Amelia didn't take him seriously. He frowned, put his one hand on his waist and pointed at
Amelia's face. "I'm asking you for the last time. Do you want to drink with our boss?"
Amelia smirked, pulled her hair up, looked down at the angry fat man and said firmly, "Of course not! Now if you don't mind, can
you please go back to your boss and back off!"
She wasn't afraid of him no matter how influential he thought he was. And she didn't believe that this fat ugly man would dare to
force her in public. The people inside the store looked at them fiercely so she tilted her head up proudly.
The fat man saw the people looking at them. It made him more mad and upset. He got very annoyed, pointed again at Amelia
and yelled, "You are brave! Just wait and see!"
The fat man walked away furiously. He stamped his feet hard to the ground like a child having his tantrums. He exactly knew
what his boss would do to him and it made him more frustrated.
Amelia didn’t care about what the fat man said, she thought he only said it out of anger. She continued to eat all the dishes that
she had ordered. She wasn't bothered by a babbling fat man who appeared out of nowhere.

But Amelia wondered why did it take Courtney, her friend, so long in the bathroom? She left a couple of minutes ago and still
wasn't back.
After looking around, everyone was drinking and talking happily except her. It made her feel pity about herself and at the same
time, she was worried about Courtney. She stood up and went to the bathroom to check on her.
As soon as she entered the bathroom, Amelia could hear Courtney's howling. She was frightened for her friend so she rushed in
and found Courtney crying her heart out while vomiting.
"Courtney, what's wrong with you? What happened?" Amelia said warily. She slowly patted her back up and down. Amelia wasn't
used to seeing her friend in that state. Amelia brought out her towel and wiped Courtney's face.
"Amelia, that bastard broke up with me via text message. What on earth did I do wrong?" Courtney said. "He didn't even have
the guts to show up and tell it personally." Courtney was so drunk she couldn't barely stand up. She held the phone up to
Amelia's face to show his text message and tears trickled down on her cheeks.
Amelia's heart got broken for her friend too after reading the message. She read it over and over again as she didn’t believe
what she saw.
"We are not meant for each other. Let's break up," Kent said in the text message. Kent was Courtney's boyfriend for many years
already. They'd been together for God knows how long.
The message was so simple as if they hadn't been together for so long. It was as if they had never been there for each other for
the ups and downs of their lives. It was as if he had only broken up with his girlfriend for 5 days.
"Courtney, there must be some misunderstandings. Let's go out first, okay?" Amelia held the cellphone, trembling constantly and
thought of the right words to say to Courtney. "Maybe this isn't what Kent meant. Maybe you just got it wrong. Let's go and we
will talk to him."
Amelia helped drunk Courtney out of the bathroom. And Courtney said she wanted to drink more...
"Let's go home and stop drinking." Amelia combed the hair out of Courtney's face. She said it patiently like talking to a child.
Courtney broke free from Amelia's grip and pointed at her. "You're my best friend. Let's get hammered! Let's party until the night
ends!" she said in a drunk voice, barely uttering the words properly.

Amelia went silent all of a sudden and just looked at Courtney, recalling herself in the same situation as her not so long ago. She
remembered the times when she also drowned her sorrows in wine and alcohol. At this very moment, she knew exactly how
upset Courtney was. So she escorted her back to the table.
In the table, Courtney drank beer and Amelia didn't stop her. She felt so sorry for her but couldn't do anything about it but to be
present for her friend. After all, she knew it was better for Courtney to cry her heart out.
"Hey, what happened? Why are you crying?" A voice came out of nowhere. Suddenly a man dressed in a suit came over. With
one hand placed on Courtney's shoulder, he said in a familiar tone.
He brought out his handkerchief and handed it to Courtney. Amelia thought he knew Courtney, so she just looked at him quietly.
She examined him from head to toe as he was not familiar.
The man looked about 34 or 35 years old. Tall, dark, and carried himself with pride and amiable smile.
"I didn't cry!" Courtney removed the hand of the man from her shoulder. She wiped the tears on her face, combed her hair with
her hands, straightened herself, raised her glass and happily said, "Cheers!"
The glass gave out a sharp, crisp sound due to the force of Courtney's hand. It had almost broken due to the hard force.
The man's expression was a little shocked, but the smile was still on his face. He raised his glass and drank with her. Then, he
looked at the quiet Amelia and asked politely, "Miss, may I propose a toast to you?"
Amelia didn't know exactly who he was, she wasn't even sure if he was a friend of Courtney. But for the sake of respect, she still
raised her glass with a faint smile on her face and took a sip of beer.
The man noticed that Amelia was hesitant. So he sat down beside her, fixed himself and said with a smile, "This girl looks very
sad. How can she relieve her depression if you sit down like this?"
The remorseful look of the man, however, was mistaken by Amelia to be his concern for Courtney, and she thought that
Courtney and the man knew each other.
"Yes, she cried, shouted, and got drunk. She would be fine," Amelia answered with a half-smile.
The man took a deep look at Amelia and raised his glass again. "You are beautiful. Here's to you." The sparks in his eyes were
obviously saying that he admired her. He couldn't hide it.

Amelia was not the type of person who could be flattered by other people's praise, so she just smiled slightly without saying
anything and turned her focus back to Courtney.
Amelia might sometimes be hard-headed and careless, but she was not the kind of person to give in and be casual with others.
Especially those whom she had met for the first time like this man. She would rather pay more attention and take care of
Courtney than to mingle with him. She needed to send Courtney home so she opted to take only two sips of beer.
"I'm sorry but I have to go. I have to attend a dinner party. I won't disturb you anymore." He pointed at the innermost private
room. He said it warmly and modestly as he didn't want to sound rude.
Amelia just nodded to him and then turned her attention back to Courtney, who was also puzzled by what happened.
"Courtney, is the man who just left your friend?" as soon as the strange man left and out of their sight, Amelia asked the drunk
Courtney for confirmation.
"Yes, of course," Courtney babbled the words as she tried to reply and also squinted her eyes.
"All right," Amelia, still puzzled, answered hesitantly. Seeing that Courtney was so drunk, Amelia stopped her. She asked in a
negotiable tone, "Courtney, let's stop drinking, okay? If you want to drink, let's drink at home." Amelia was still upset by what
happened earlier with that fat man and she wanted to rest but she couldn't leave her friend alone in that kind of place.
Courtney nodded. She grabbed the bottle, pointed at Amelia's glass and said drunkenly, "Finish the last glass and I promise we'll
go home!"
Amelia looked at the half empty glass of beer and hesitated for a while. But then she remembered that Courtney promised to go
home after drinking this glass of beer, she gulped it in one shot without hesitation. "Go Amelia! Go Amelia!" Courtney cheered
her up as she was drinking it.
Drinking so much beer on the chilly day made her stomach feel like filled with ice.
Amelia couldn't help but thought of those warning words from Lucian, the love of her life way before. She thought of the way he
reminded her of the do's and don'ts, the way he got mad when she's so hard-headed but still loved her all the same. She couldn't
let go of this thought. Suddenly, she felt a pair of eyes staring at her behind her head.
'This was probably a guilty conscience,' she thought.
After paying the bill, Amelia went to Courtney to take her back home, but she didn't find her.

Her heart skipped a beat and was so nervous. She searched around the hotpot restaurant and asked everyone, but did not find
Courtney.
She thought she came back to the toilet so Amelia ran and rushed to it. She checked every cubicle but there was no one there.
Amelia was so anxious and nervous that she ran going to the receptionist to ask for the help of the person in charge of the hotpot
restaurant. She was panting when she asked, "Where is your manager? I need your help. My friend is missing! She was drunk
and I need to find her!"
The receptionist called their manager via phone and asked if they could come by. "This is our manager." The receptionist led
Amelia to the manager's office and got out.
"It's you?" Amelia asked, shocked by whom she saw. The manager standing in front of her was exactly the same man who talked
and drank with them a while ago. She didn't expect that it was such a coincidence. Besides, Courtney said that she knew him
and she believed her. On the other hand, Amelia seemed to have found a savior in this chaos. She immediately pleaded
sincerely, "Can you help me to find Courtney in this shop?"
With an evil and attractive smile, the man snuffed out his cigar with his fingertips, stood up and walked closely to Amelia. "Don't
worry, Miss Amelia. I have asked people to check the surveillance video. I believe there will be information about that Miss soon."
"How do you know my name?" Amelia was shocked and surprised. She took a step back and looked at the man alertly, ready to
fight back just in case he would try to hurt her.
The man raised his eyebrows and moved a little bit closer to Amelia, he looked at her and said with a smirk, "Because of the
Zhan Group."
Amelia immediately understood what did he mean. Her photos had been reported by the media because of the issue that
escalated way before. It was shameful that she couldn't bring herself outside their home because everyone, even strangers,
noticed her.
All of a sudden, Amelia felt hot on her face and head.
Amidst the hot that she felt, she wanted to plead the man in front of her to look for Courtney. But her remaining energy was
drained after everything that happened this night, she almost fell down.
"Miss Amelia, be careful." The man held her, and his tone was very gentle. From his tone, he meant no harm to Amelia.

Amelia struggled to stand on her own feet, then pushed away the man's hands and said, "Thank you. I'm okay."
She thought, 'It's so strange. I didn't even drink a whole bottle of beer tonight. Why did I feel dizzy again?'
She was puzzled and wanted to leave the office of this man. No matter what it takes, to leave and search for Courtney were the
main priority right now. She didn't have time to think of her own issues and explain herself to this man. She mumbled to herself, 'I
must find Courtney.'
"Miss Amelia, where are you going?" When the man saw that Amelia was about to open the door, he immediately walked up to
her and held her hand.
Although there was a surge of heat in her body and despite of dizziness, Amelia tried to keep awake and alert. She looked up
and said lightly, "If you don't want to help, please let me go!"
Amelia was worried about Courtney. If she continued to stay here, it would only be a waste of time and Courtney would be more
dangerous.
"I'll go with you." The man let her go, put on his suit, and walked out of the office with Amelia.
After taking two steps, Amelia felt her body burning and weak and her eyeballs starting to swell. Her head ached so much that
she couldn't bear it anymore. Everything around her became blurred. She tried to take steps again but then she lost her
consciousness instantly.
The strange man approached her with full attention and tried to hold her. But Amelia didn't want any help from him. She brushed
off his hand and walked leaning against the wall.
At this moment the image of Lucian filled her mind. 'He could help me,' she said to herself.
She shook her head hard to get rid of the desire in her heart, the most important thing now was Courtney. Then she picked up
her cell phone from her pocket and dialed Lucian's number despite feeling so dizzy and weak.
After the second ring, Lucian answered the phone.
"Hello?" His deep and magnetic voice was so moving that Amelia felt uncomfortable right after hearing his voice.
Why did his voice feel like home? Why did his voice touch her heart? She just wanted run to him, hold him tightly and never let
him go.

"Lucian, I... I miss you. Please come quickly... " She sounded attractive.
After a short silence, Lucian sighed heavily and asked, "Did you drink again?" Just hearing Amelia's voice, Lucian knew right
there and then that she drank again.
"I drank a little, and then... Courtney was missing." Then she began to cry so hard.
"Tell me the place. I'll be there soon." The man on the other end of the line became anxious.
After the address was finished, Amelia hung up the phone and the man in front of her was staring at her.
"Miss Amelia, did you just call Mr. Lucian?" the strange man said, puzzled. The man didn't get any answer from Amelia so he just
reached out his hand and helped her stand up.
Although Amelia was weak and feeble totally, she knew what she was doing and would not do anything shameful again. She
always kept a distance with the man.