Chapter 159


    Chapter 159 Almost Get Hit


    Seeing that the cart was about to hit her, Amelie was anxious and not able to speak. Sure enough,


    Prosperity Global was her nemesis.


    Wherever she went, she would be unlucky.


    “Amelie, be careful!”


    Amelie had closed her eyes and was ready to be knocked away. The road was so narrow that she had


    no room to dodge. She could do nothing but ept her fate.


    At the critical moment, a familiar voice passed through her ears, and then she heard a bang, but


    Amelie did not feel the slightest pain.


    She opened her eyes and found that it was Lamont.


    When Lamont arrived, he happened to see a transport car crashing toward Amelie. In a moment of


    urgency, he kicked the car to the ground, and all the equipment worth tens of thousands of dors was


    broken.


    Amelie was a little surprised. Lamont, who cared only about himself and regarded money as his life,


    would destroy the expensive equipment for her?


    “Mr. Byron, I’m sorry. I didn’t do it on purpose. The equipment is ruined. You can take the money from


    my sry.”


    She had to follow the rules since she was in Prosperity Global. Moreover, Lamont had just saved her.


    Amelie was somewhat in the wrong. She subconsciously wanted to apologize to Lamont.


    There was a subtle change on Lamont’s face. He was moved by Amelie. When had Amelie be so


    gentle and reasonable? Even her manner of speaking to him had be much gentler.


    “No need. You are our artist. I should protect your safety. No matter how expensive the equipment is, it


    is not as important as your safety. Just be careful next time.”


    Lamont stared at the staff who carried the car with a reproaching look. “Next time, if you are so


    careless, you can leave here!”


    To be honest, Amelie felt very warm when she saw Lamont like this. This was the first time she felt that


    Lamont was pretty good–looking when he lost his temper. Maybe it


    was because he was not angry at her.


    Amelie shook her head and immediately stopped her thoughts.


    The staff who was in charge of carrying the equipment was frightened and ran over to express his


    apology to Amelie.


    Amelie was a little embarrassed. After all, they didn’t do it on purpose.


    “Mr. Byron, it doesn’t matter. They didn’t do it on purpose. They were afraid that they would damage the


    equipment. Don’t me them.”


    Lamont grunted and left quickly as if he was running away from something. Amelie was inexplicably


    confused.


    Later, Amelie went to the studio. She did not see a pair of eyes staring at her back. And that woman


    punched the ss door of the office angrily.


    Amelie was stunned when she came back to the studio. Amelie wondered if she had


    to the wrong ce.


    A group of well–dressed artists were busy cleaning the room.


    gone


    “Amelie, why did youe sote? The easy parts had been taken away. Now there is. only the high


    cab left.”


    Amelie raised her head and looked at the high cab that reached the ceiling not far away. She was


    even more surprised.


    “Why does such a bigpany like Prosperity Global need the artists to clean it up? Could it be that


    thepany was so poor that it couldn’t afford to hire a cleaner?”


    Only Amelie dared to say this. The woman who had just run over was called Janice Sliver. Her


    personality was livelier than others. These days, she had always taken the initiative to talk to Amelie.


    They were familiar with each other.


    “You have no idea! When you left just now, someone came over and said Cynthia wanted to test our


    endurance and ability to adapt to the situation. Later, she woulde back


    to score us ording to our performance.”


    Therefore, the others scrambled to take the ces that were easy to clean, leaving behind a high


    cab for Amelie and Janice.


    “I’m sorry, Amelie. I wanted to take a good spot for us, but they were quicker than me.”


    Amelie sighed. Although Janice was a lively person, she was not sophisticated. She didn’t fight for


    benefits, and she was easy to be plotted.


    “It’s not your fault. If we want to me someone, we should me the came up with the idea.”


    person who


    Only Cynthia coulde up with such a rotten idea. Amelie was indeed angered by her. She had


    never done any work in the Mullen family since she was a child.


    She had suffered in the Byron family five years ago. These tricky and painful experiences left a deeper


    impression in Amelie’s mind that she tried to forget.


    She could not let Cynthia get what she wanted. She was no pushover.


    “Does Mr. Byron know about this?”


    Janice thought for a moment and shook her head. She was in thepany longer than Amelie, so she


    knew this ce better.


    “Mr. Byron is very busy. He doesn’t care about the affairs of our artists. He rarelyes


    to the studio.”


    Amelie nodded. He didn’t know about it. Cynthia was bold. How could she do anything she wants with


    the power of the Capet family?


    “Janice, I am taller than you. You can just fetch me water. I can clean the cab.”


    Janice suddenly opened her eyes wide, “How could I! We should at least take turns to do


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    it.”


    Amelie shook her head. “It will take a longer time. If we divide our work, it’ll be quicker. Don’t refuse. If


    you feel sorry, get more water for me at once, and we will finish it in one go!”


    Janice was so grateful that she almost burst into tears. She began to move with Amelie


    right away.


    Looking at the cab that was 10 feet tall, Amelie took a deep breath.


    Then, Amelie took a clean towel and climbed up the stairs step by step.


    Janice had a bucket full of water. She was already panting from exhaustion halfway. And it happened to


    be seen by Lamont, who came out of the conference room.


    Lamont turned to his assistant and said in disgust, “Why did thepany hire such a weak cleaner?”


    The assistant was in a difficult position. He had more or less heard about Cynthia’s matter, but today’s


    meeting was very important. He didn’t want Lamont to be


    distracted.


    “That, Mr. Byron, is not a cleaner but a signed artist of thepany.”


    Upon hearing the words, Lamont stopped in his tracks. “Why did she fetch so much water?”


    “Ms. dstone asked them to clean up the studio in order to test their patience.”


    Lamont’s face darkened. The studio was about 2,000 square feet. With all kinds of tools and


    equipment, it would exhaust his artists who were not hired here to do the cleaning.


    “What about Amelie?”


    The assistant knew that Lamont would inquire about Amelie, and his eyes fell on Janice,


    who had just passed by them.


    “This person is in charge of the high cabs with Ms. Mullen.”


    Hearing the assistant say the high cab, Lamont became gloomy and walked towards


    the studio.


    “What nonsense!”