One Night Stand With That Beggar

Terrified

In the President's office in Valiant East Group.

When Gordon George entered the room, he saw Amos Granger leaning lazily on the executive chair. A coffee-coloured poodle was resting on his lap.

The man gently stroked the puppy's fur.

A man was seen kneeling down pathetically in front of Amos and he suddenly slapped himself hard. Gordon recognized the man. His name is Clement Zayn and he was the director of a company owned by one of the most influential families in Rosaville City.

The last time Gordon saw Clement was when he went over his company to ask for his help to support the George family. But at that time, Clement had refused to meet him and rejected his beg for help.

Never in Gordon's mind did he expect that even the arrogant Clement Zayn had to face the wrath of Amos Granger.

"Mr. Granger, I admit that it is my fault for being so ignorant. I didn't know that it was your puppy. Please forgive me!"

Amos ignored his pleas and continued petting his poodle.

Gordon's heart skipped a beat. He knew what was happening.

Yesterday, he hit Eudora.

Amos made such a big fuss over his small little puppy. Gordon knew he was doomed.

Amos turned around to look at Gordon. The man had exceptionally handsome features, but the moment he stared at him, Gordon felt unease spread through his body.

Even though Gordon was a veteran in the business society, he couldn't help but tremble at the sight of the young man sitting in front of him.

"Mr.... Mr. Granger."

"Hm." Amos acknowledged his presence.

Amos pointed to the sofa in the middle of the room, "Sit down first, I'll talk to you after I'm done with him."

He stroked the puppy's head and then opened his mouth.

"So which foot did you use to kick it?"

Clement, who was kneeling on the ground, was stunned and his face turned pale. "Mr. Granger..."

"Which foot?" Amos asked again.

"Left...left foot..."

"You know what to do then!" Amos said coldly.

"Mr. Granger..." Clement crawled forward and held on Amos' legs. "I know I was wrong. I won't do it again."

Clint Zuckerberg frowned "Mr. Granger does not repeat what he says. I urge you to do it now before the bodyguards come and help you to it!"

Clement knew if Amos' men came in, he would be losing more than just a leg.

Clement shook his head quickly. He looked at his feet and hesitated for a moment. He then picked up the stick next to him and hit his foot hard.

"Ah!!!"

Gordon stood up in shock when he heard Clement's screams of pain.

Clint immediately ordered his men to pull Clement out of the room.

Gordon turned to look at the direction the man had left and his whole body began to tremble.

Amos put down the puppy on the floor and got up from his seat. He slowly walked over to Gordon.

"I'm sure you already know the reason you're here?"

Gordon's heart was beating wildly against his chest. "You... you want my daughter to get a divorce from Felix? But if the Meyer family doesn't want to do it, I can't do anything either."

"No!" Amos roared.

Gordon shivered at the man's cold voice. He knew he was not going to be able to escape this time.

"Then..."

"Eudora went back to her family home yesterday afternoon and didn't return until it was late at night. When I found her, her arm was bleeding. Do you know what happened?"

Amos' expression was still calm, but when he mentioned about the bleeding, his face darkened. Gordon gulped at Amos' menacing voice.

So it was about that after all.

His legs went weak, "I... about this..."

He stammered under his breath and couldn't seem to complete his sentence. Amos knew that Gordon was scared out of his wits. He sneered.

"Since you are Eudora's father, I won't do anything to you this time. But I want you to know that from now on, Eudora is my woman and no one, not even her father, can touch a single strand of her hair!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Mr. George nodded his head repeatedly.

Clint saw that it was almost time, so he entered the room and ushered Gordon out.

A moment later, Clint returned to the room, "Mr. George seemed to be very terrified. When he left the room, his knees went weak and he fell to the ground."

"Hmm," Amos said.

Clint asked respectfully, "Clement Zayn wanted to frame us using fake goods, and we found out about his tax evasion as well. If this was released to the public, he wouldn't be able to survive. May I know why did you let him go so easily?"

Amos smiled faintly. "Because he helped me make a point. Didn't you say Gordon George was so terrified that he fell to the ground? I suppose Clement Zayn was still useful after all!"

Clint raised his eyebrows, "You're really kind to Miss George."

Amos didn't say anything.

"So, this puppy, should I send it back to the pet store?"

Amos glanced at the poodle. "There's no need. I'll keep it."

Clint was shocked. He couldn't believe his ears. Amos hated dogs. Heck, he never even wanted to touch them before. And now he wanted to keep it as a pet?

"Is there anything else?" Amos glanced at the unmoving figure in the room.

"N... No." Clint stammered and left the room.

......

In Clearwater Bay, Eudora was so exhausted yesterday that she slept till noon.

When she woke up, Eudora wore her pyjamas and made herself a drink in the kitchen downstairs. Her bedhair was still obvious.

When she reached the foot of the stairs, she saw a coffee-coloured puppy running in from outside.

Eudora's eyes lit up in delight.She squatted down and grabbed one of the puppy's feet. "Whose puppy are you? Did you get lost?"

The puppy barked a few times, its small eyes sparkled brightly.

Eudora picked it up. "Come, I'll take you home."

She carried the puppy in her arms and walked out from the house. She bumped into Amos who just got out from the car. Eudora was stunned and subconsciously raised her hand to tidy her messy hair. "Mr. Granger, why are you back so early?"

The Eudora he used to see was always either made-up or dressed to impress. This was the first time Amos seen her in such a casual manner, with bed hair no less. Amos smiled lightly at their casual but intimate interaction.

He reached out his hand to rub her hair, "I picked it up on the way for you."

Eudora was stunned. Is this the same Amos Granger that she had known all this while? She opened her mouth in a daze, "For me?"

"Yes, give it a name!"

Eudora thought for a moment, "It's such a cheerful puppy. Let's call it Cola then!"

Cola? Such a childish name, Amos thought to himself. However, when he saw how happy Eudora was when she hugged Cola, he knew it was all worth it.

"That's a good name!"

Eudora walked to the kitchen with Cola in her arms. "I'll make something for it to eat."

When she was halfway to the kitchen, she turned around, "What about you? What are you going to have for lunch?"

Amos said, "... You're so brave now?" Did she just compare him to a puppy?

Only then did Eudora realized what she said and she couldn't hold back her laughter. "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose."

The sun shone brightly on the woman's lovely and beautiful smile. She looked like a blooming flower. Amos smiled and pulled her into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her lips.