Love Knows No Bounds

Chapter 544

Frank was busying away at the company, and he didn't realize it was lunchtime. None of his employees came to tell him as they were worried he might think they were disturbing him. It was already one in the afternoon when he realized he was starving. He stopped working and got up to get himself some water. Just then, someone entered his office without knocking. A frown furrowed his forehead. They should've knocked, even if it was lunchtime. Rude.

But when Amelia came in, his frown disappeared. Fine. Not like someone coming in without knocking can scare me anyway. Besides, Amelia won't hurt me. "What brings you here?" He put his glass down and went around his table to approach Amelia.

Amelia placed the lunchboxes on the coffee table. "Desmond said you might be starving, so I came. Said you might die from starvation, so I might want to come and contact the morgue."

"He wouldn't say something like that. He's nicer to me than my uncles."

"Yet you still make him worry. You won't even eat. If you really think of him as your uncle, then at least don't make him worry."

Frank stayed silent for a few moments. "I was just too busy, so I forgot to eat. You know I haven't been coming to work lately so work has piled up. I forgot about lunch because I was too immersed in my work. When I realized I was hungry, everyone was already gone."

"And nobody came to remind you? What about your bodyguards? What were they thinking?"

Frank stared at Amelia.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You're actually a beautiful girl, Amelia."

Amelia smiled. "Obviously. I was born pretty." Wait. What's with the sudden compliment? From NôvelDrama.Org.

"Are you worried about me? Is that why you came?" Frank asked carefully, though he hid it behind a mask of calmness, and Amelia missed it.

"Did it rain money today?"

"No."

"Good. Then I'm not worried about you. Not like I'm the one starving. I don't even care if you die from hunger. I won't even cry."

"Cruel."

Amelia humphed. "I don't want to hear that from you." You're worse than I am. "I did what Desmond asked. Don't forget about my double bonus. See ya."

She tried to leave, but Frank got in her way. She stepped to the left, but Frank obstructed her. She then stepped to the right, and Frank obstructed her too.

"What are you doing, Frank?" Amelia snapped.

"You're staying with me. I don't like having lunch by myself. Stay."

"I've had my fill, thanks."

"You don't have to eat. Just stay."

"I don't have time for this."

"I can pay you."

Amelia laughed. "I don't need money."

"But it's virtually free."

Amelia stayed silent for a while. "If you're going make me count all the notes again, I'd rather not take your money."

A smile curled Frank's lips. "I can give you millions in cash. If you'd like, you can count them all by hand."

"Oh, fine. Desmond almost went on his knees before I came. I'll stay, but only for him. Don't give me cash. Just Venmo me the money. Too many notes spoil the fun."

"But sending the money via Venmo takes out all the fun of counting my money." Frank pulled Amelia back to the couch and made her sit down. "I'll wash my hands. Don't try to run." After a pause, he threatened, "If you try to run, my men are going to take you back to me, and…"

"And what? You're going to break my legs?"

Frank was a little annoyed. I'm not that violent. Even when he knew she was taking photos of him secretly back then, all he did was capture and imprison her for the night. That was shady, yes, but he never hurt her. "You want Kendall and Dylan to be happy, don't you?"

"Duh. She's my best friend. I want her to be happy with the one she loves. Even better if they can have a kid of their own. However, she told me Dylan's mom would love it if she could get pregnant with a girl. You should pray for her. Also, I can't wait to be the baby's godmother." Hey, wait a minute. She shot Frank a nasty glare. "Wait, if I try to run, you're going to ruin their relationship again? I can't believe you, Frank! She doesn't even love you at all, and you won't give her up? You're mad! Obsessed!"

The yelling didn't faze Frank. As long as the threat works. He went to wash his hands, while Amelia kept yelling at him. She was right. He was prone to obsession. Before this, he was obsessed with Kendall and the baby, but now, he would turn all his attention to Amelia. They're surely going to have a daughter first, Frank thought as he washed his hands. Once the baby is here, I want to be her godfather too. Next best thing after a father. Wonder if they'd let me, though.

He came back out a few minutes later. Amelia was still cursing him under her breath, but she laid out the food on the table anyway.

There was love in Frank's eyes. After he gave Kendall up, he asked Dylan for tips. Dylan told Frank that Amelia was a nice woman. Since then, Frank realized he felt differently toward Amelia. They started out on the wrong foot, though. Even now, Amelia was still cursing him all the time. A moment later, he approached her.

"Smells nice."

Amelia answered, "Duh. Your chef is about as good as Yoseph. I had the honor to enjoy his cooking once, and it was delicious. I envy Jane. She has a lot of good meals waiting for her from now on." Anyone who marries Yoseph will live a life filled with good food.

Frank stayed silent. Is she saying I suck at cooking? He had heard of Yoseph's master cooking, and that was to be expected since he was handling the Colemans' food and beverage business. Frank sat down and dug in. "Want some?" he asked.

"No."

"Just watching me eat gets boring. There are snacks in that cabinet. Lots of it. Take anything you like."

Amelia looked in the direction he was pointing and saw the new cabinet. It's all snacks in there? But he's not a fan of snacks, so why did he set that up? For his guests?