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“That’s wonderful. Chelsea must have grown up to be a good girl because her environment was so perfect,” Einer retorted.

“It’s very different from you, isn’t it?” Until the question was asked, Einer was silent and looked at Amelia for a long time.

She finally smiled and replied, "Yes. That's why I was wondering why you offered me this job. But I won't let it go." Einer stared at the plate in front of him, the waiters began to move to serve him. He didn't see another chair where Chelsea might sit, so he looked at Amelia.

"So, is Chelsea coming to dinner?" he asked, making Amelia stifle the spoon she was already holding.

"Gosh, Einer... do you miss your wife already?" asked Amelia, in a humorous tone. But somehow when it was said by her, it sounded like mockery.

"I'm just asking... because the one who offered me dinner was Chelsea."

"I'm so sad. Does that mean you object to having dinner with me?"

"Does it sound like that, ma'am?"

"Well, it might. You've even d
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