Contract Marriage With Mysterious President

Chapter 225 Tea Culture

"Miss Newell, there's a very important meeting tomorrow. The mayor sent you an invitation. You have to

attend it," the secretary said as she handed the invitation to Amy.

"Oh, okay, I'll go." Amy put the invitation aside. She was not very interested in such meetings, but she

had no choice but to go through the motions.

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"Anything else? Just say it." Without looking up, Amy knew that the secretary had something to say.

"Well, here is the thing. Miss Newell, Mr. Carter said it's time for your medicine." It was hard for the

secretary to say this. But Richard went out and asked her to remind Amy to take medicine, but Amy

had been busy, so the secretary felt a little embarrassed to say it.

"What medicine?" Amy looked up in confusion. She was not sick. Why did she have to take the

medicine?

The secretary handed a sealed box to Amy. Richard asked her to give it to Amy.

Just as Amy was about to open the box, the secretary suddenly thought of the document that she

forgot to bring in. She explained to Amy and then went to get the document.

Amy opened the box. There was no medicine but some exquisite biscuits. She picked up a piece and

tasted it. It was very delicious. So, she ate several pieces. Then she saw a piece of paper in the box.

"Take five pieces three times a day." Five pieces were exactly a layer.

Richard was afraid that she would forget to eat when she got busy, so he asked his secretary to remind

her.

Amy looked at the cute handwriting on the note and random sketches and smiled.

When the secretary returned, she noticed that Amy was smiling. At work, she could do as well as any

man. Although she was not fierce, she rarely smiled.

What happened? Why was she so happy after taking the medicine? The secretary looked at the box in

Amy's hand in confusion. What kind of medicine was inside?

Noticing the secretary wanted to see the box, Amy put it away.

"Give me the document. Make a cup of tea for me." Amy asked her secretary to put down the

document and go out to make tea.

The secretary put down the document. She picked up Amy's boccaro teacup and went out to make tea.

Amy opened the document. When she saw the words Wilson Group on it, she felt uncomfortable for no

reason.

The secretary got the tea ready, placed it in front of Amy's desk, and left gently.

Amy put the document aside since she felt that it was not urgent. She had to deal with the rest first.

She picked up the teacup and took a sip. It tasted so bad that she almost vomited. The secretary must

have only brewed it once. Maybe it was because she often made coffee instead of tea. After all, Mr.

Newell liked coffee.

Amy did not dwell on it but continued to read the document.

When Richard came back, Amy was still working. He was worried that she would be tired.

He pushed open the door and walked to Amy's side. Amy did not even notice that he had returned.

He touched the teacup and found it was already cold. So, he went to make some new tea for Amy.

"Wait a moment. Make me a cup of scented tea. The tea leaves were wasted just now." Amy was only

picky about tea.

When Richard picked up the teacup, Amy had noticed him. The tea he brewed was not bad.

Amy pointed to her lounge and asked Richard to take out the scented tea that Cathy gave her.

Amy didn't feel anything wrong with Richard entering her lounge since she felt she was much

acquainted with him.

Richard found the scented tea and took out a bag and brewed it for Amy.

"You should first brew it with boiling water, then dump it and then brew it again," Richard called the

secretary over to teach her how to make tea so that Amy could have a nice cup of tea while he was

away.

"I thought the first time was the best!" The secretary finally realized that there was a lot she didn't know

about tea, but she also liked the fragrance of the tea.

After the secretary learned it, Richard brought the tea to Amy.

After taking a sip of the tea that Richard made, Amy felt better. She was thirsty. It was not too hot nor

too cold since he guessed Amy drank little today.

Amy finished that cup of tea in one gulp.

"It smells good. Mr. Carter, your mother is good at making tea. This tea is very good," Amy said. Not

only did this tea taste good, but it was also very refreshing. After she drank it, she felt more energetic.

"I'm glad you like it. My mother said that she has developed some new varieties. When it is done, she

will send some to you. She wants to hear your views. Oh right, Miss Newell, my mother also wants to

invite you to a teahouse. The tea there is outstanding." Richard was telling the truth. The tea and

refreshments there were the best because his mother was the owner of the teahouse.

"Oh, I can go with her if I have time." Amy was very interested in tea. Although her parents treated her

well, they both liked coffee. Only she had a special preference for tea.

When Amy was abroad, no one could talk to her about tea. Now that she was back, she actually met

Richard's mother who was also very interested in it. She did not like Richard, but for his mother's sake,

she was polite to him.

"Have you taken the medicine? Three times a day!" The desserts were from the teahouse. Richard

hoped that Amy could remember something, but he was also afraid. Amy had been tough. How could

she lose her memory just because of Stephen's death? There must be something more.