We Got Love, The Crazy Kind

Amber didn’t get much sleep that night. The following day, after eating breakfast and seeing Pearl onto her school bus, she hailed a cab to Liam's office.

This time it went smoothly—no one stopped her. Instead, everyone looked at her with curiosity and vague contempt. However, they dared not offend her but instead, watched her make her way to the chairman's office.

The chairman’s assistant had already been informed by the receptionist of Amber‘s arrival. When he saw Amber walking towards Liam's office, he didn't stop her but smiled and informed her, "Miss Amber, the chairman is in a meeting. You can wait for him in the office first."

Amber walked into Liam's office, took a seat on the sofa, and waited. Her eyelids subconsciously grew heavier as time passed.

She did not sleep well last night and had taken the bus early in the morning to travel from the South Town to the North Town. She was drained, and it didn’t help that the sofa was so comfortable and soft to touch. Her sleepiness came in waves.

In the end, she decided to take a short nap since Liam would not be finishing anytime soon anyway. That was the last thought in Amber's head before she fell into a slumber.

When Liam walked into the office, he saw Amber curled up at a corner of the large, soft sofa like a calm but shy cat.

Amber was wearing a light-grey sweater, and because of the position in which she was curled up, her collar was slightly opened, revealing a small part of her silky skin. Her long hair caressed her cheeks, showing off her elegant jawline. Her light pink lips were slightly curved, looking like they were waiting for a kiss.

Liam stared at Amber for a few seconds. Unconsciously, he leaned down to...

face. Liam gasped slightly and calmly took a step

in frustration. How did she end up falling asleep

insecure, Amber put on an act and spoke in

threw a glance at her and strode over to his desk. He pulled open

saw the

phone! She stared at the phone in Liam's hand for a moment but did not take it. Instead, she slowly raised her head and looked at

broke your cell phone yesterday. So, I

Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes as

held that gaze for

tone was dry and cold, like

the iPhone 5s into the trash can next to his desk, retrieved Amber's

her phone and headed out right away. If she had stayed for a

fact that despite one being unbothered by her poverty, some rich people still chose to shove their

right to make this decision by himself? Just because she was poor and a nobody didn't mean that he could act like a savior who would pull her