Contract Marriage With Mysterious President novel Chapter 293

"Miss, miss, are you any better?" When Amy woke up this time, she finally did not see that annoying Kingsley. The butler looked at her with eager eyes and thought that something was wrong. In fact, Amy fell asleep this time after everything she went through and her fall at night.

"I'm better. I'm very hungry. Is there anything to eat?" Amy remembered. The butler helped her up.

"Yes, yes, there is. The nanny has just delivered rice porridge. Why don't you have some?" The butler pointed to the thermos on the bedside table.

"Okay, give me a bowl. I feel like I'm going to faint from hunger." The last time she ate was at noon yesterday, but she expelled everything because of her diarrhea. She did not eat anything afterwards and was starving by now.

"Okay, I'll have it ready for you right away." The butler opened the thermos and filled a bowl with porridge for Amy.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, Amy did not have any reaction at all and wanted another bowl.

"Robin, give some porridge to Daria next door. She must be hungry too. I'll have just one more bowl." Amy knew that she could only drink porridge at this moment, so she did not ask for anything else to eat.

"Okay, all right." After the butler gave Amy another bowl of porridge, he delivered the rest of the porridge to Daria.

The butler went out. Amy drank the porridge and thought about the problem. It was only yesterday when Daria said that the raw materials were not fresh that she had diarrhea. Was it a coincidence? That manager worked with Mr. Newell for many years. How could he do such a thing? She decided to have someone investigate.

Amy thought for a while, then called someone and asked him to investigate what the restaurant manager has been doing recently.

"Miss Newell, are you better? We came to see you." The restaurant manager brought a group of people to visit Amy.

Everyone carried gifts and flowers. The manager looked embarrassed. Recently someone had diarrhea after eating at the restaurant. This time it was Miss Newell who had diarrhea. He had no idea what was going on.

The employees chatted for a while and left after a while. Only the restaurant manager stayed.

"Miss Newell, I really don't know what's going on. I've already checked the raw materials when they came in. I don't think there's anything wrong with them, but..." The manager lowered his head and looked at his fingers.

"Don't worry about it. I'll have someone investigate. I hope it's not a problem with the raw materials. But if it really is, then I'll hold you responsible." Amy was not entirely sure what went on either and could only wait until there were results from the investigation.

"Oh, but how can this be investigated? The food has been eaten. How is the investigation going to be carried out to prove my innocence?" The manager was very worried. He paid for that person's medical expenses last time. But the little bit of money he had would not be enough this time. The victim was the boss of the Newell Group. He would be fired.

"If it's not you, then I'll make an announcement for you. If it is you, then you'll be responsible, and I'll provide the evidence to the police." Amy has always distinguished between kindness and hatred. She wanted to know who did it.

"Okay, I'm ready to risk everything and wait for you to investigate. I'll wait for the results." Although he was very worried, there was nothing the manager could do other than wait for the results. No one would believe what he said.

"Okay, you don't want to go to work for now. Stay home for a few days. If you continue going to work now, no one will dare go to the restaurant. I'll have the head chef take over your job," Amy said to the restaurant manager.

"Okay then. I'll go back and wait for the results." The restaurant manager had no choice but to go back and wait for the results. He thought that he was very unlucky recently.

After dismissing the restaurant manager, Amy lay on the bed and was in deep thought that she did not even notice when someone walked in front of her.

"What are you thinking about so seriously?" Andy heard that two more people came to the hospital with food poisoning. One of them was Miss Newell from the Newell Group, so he stopped working and came to the hospital.

"Andy, you are well-informed." Amy did not expect Andy to know that she was hospitalized in such a short time.

"This hospital is mine. Is it surprising? Why are you so careless?" Andy looked at Amy worriedly. She was a frail child.

"It's not that I wasn't careful. It's that someone in the restaurant has been playing tricks recently. As soon as I heard the news that the raw materials aren't fresh, I'm here," Amy said humorously.

"Then just send the restaurant manager to the police. He must have done it. If something goes wrong at the restaurant, the person in charge will always be responsible." Andy glanced at the substances in Amy's infusion and was relieved that they looked okay.

"But I don't think that's necessarily true. The restaurant manager just came to visit me. He said it wasn't him. It's just that I don't have any evidence to help him prove his innocence, so I can only have someone investigate first. We'll see." Amy always felt that the manager was not that kind of person. It was just that there was no evidence right now and employees are protesting and demanding a replacement.

"Anyway, it's your business. You can take care of it. By the way, you should stay in the hospital for a few more days this time. I can find someone to help you investigate." Andy looked at Amy and felt sorry for her.

"It's her business, so she should be the one taking care of it. What are you helping her for?" Richard appeared at the door of the ward again. His presence gave Amy's a headache. Shouldn't he be supervising the project plan? This hospital did not belong to his family, so how did he know as well?

"She is my little sister, so I should help her." Andy and Richard, both tall and buff, faced each other at the door, attracting many nurses.

"Little sister? Don't you have a little sister yourself? She only has a younger brother. When did she have an older brother?" Richard retaliated immediately.

"I'm going to sleep. Leave, please leave. Don't bother me here!" Seeing the two men argue as soon as they met gave her a headache.

"She told you to leave!" Richard said to Andy.

"Sounds like you as well!" Andy stared at Richard.

"Get out. Both of you, get out!" Seeing that the two would argue no matter what they said, she decided to get out of bed and drive them away.

"Okay, okay. You don't need to get out of bed. We'll leave." When the two saw that Amy, who was still receiving infusion therapy, was about to pull out the needle, they were scared and walked toward the door.

Amy heard the door closing and only started thinking again when she saw that the two finally left.