Mistress Commission: 'Design Our Rings!' But Darling I'm Still His WIFE novel Chapter 64

The next morning, by the time Cassian got up. Amelia had already made breakfast.

Seeing him emerge from the bedroom, Amelia smiled. “Come eat. You were pretty hammered last night, so I made some oatmeal this morning–it’ll be easier on

your stomach.”

Cassian looked genuinely touched. “Sorry for being such a mess.”

Don’t even worry about it.” Amelia served him a bowl and set it in front of him.

Cassian looked at the oatmeal–it was perfectly creamy and smooth, clearly slow–cooked with care for a long time.

le felt genuinely moved by the thoughtful gesture.

‘assian sat down and started eating with his usual refined manner.

o go with the oatmeal, Amelia had also made some buttered toast and perfectly scrambled eggs.

assian ate with obvious enjoyment.

hat put Amelia’s mind at ease.

fter breakfast, Cassian said, “I’ll have the driver drop you off at work today. I’m flying out for business–should be back in two or three days.”

melia looked surprised, then quickly said, “That’s totally fine, I can just grab an Uber.”

It’s no big deal. Philips is picking me up for the airport anyway.” Cassian explained.

verything was happening pretty fast.

assian gave her a quick rundown, tossed a couple suits in his garment bag, and headed out.

it the office, Amelia officially dove into her new role.

he company had assigned her an assistant named Sharlene. “Ms. Sterling, if you have any questions about anything, just let me know.”

melia smiled. “Thanks, I appreciate that. I’m going to check my emails first.”

Isually Barbara would send work assignments through email.

Perfect.” Sharlene left her to get settled in.

melia got down to business.

round lunchtime, Amelia’s phone buzzed–it was Sharpson calling.

ler first instinct was to decline.

But she knew her father well enough to know he’d just keep calling until she picked up.

inally she answered.

What’s up?” Amelia’s tone was completely flat.

I’m your father, not some stranger,” Sharpson’s commanding voice came through.

‘Sorry, but I’m way past the age where I need paternal guidance,” Amelia had zero interest in chitchat.

“Ungrateful brat! This weekend is your grandmother’s 80th birthday party. You better be there,” Sharpson cut straight to business.

Grandma Sheila had always doted on Amelia, so she genuinely loved the old woman.

But at her age, Grandma had gotten deeply into meditation and spirituality, so she usually lived at an upstate retreat center.

She only came back to the city for major occasions like her birthday.

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Amelia froze. Grandma’s birthday?

Fuck, how had she completely spaced on something that important?

“Yeah, okay. Ill be there,” Amelia replied evenly.

Even though she couldn’t stand the rest of the family, Grandma had always been amazing to her.

When Sharpson had his affair and brought Whitney into their home, Grandma Sheila had been absolutely livid–nearly had a stroke over it.

But Sharpson was completely obsessed, like Whitney had cast some kind of spell on him.

After Sheila Paige left with Amelia, Grandma had also basically checked out of family life, throwing herself into her spiritual practices.

She rarely came home because she couldn’t bear to watch Sharpson and Whitney playing house.

After hanging up, thinking about Grandma’s party, Amelia knew she couldn’t show up empty–handed.

he immediately called someone. “Hey Ronan, I need you to source something really special for my grandmother’s 80th birthday.”

The party would definitely be crawling with Manhattan’s elite, so Amelia couldn’t afford to look cheap or give people ammunition to gossip about her.

tonan was a kid Amelia had helped years ago. He was now in his early twenties, and since he’d been a nameless street kid when she found him, Amelia had iven him the surname Sterling and the name Ronan.

Mistress Commission: Design Our Rines! But Darling. I’m Still His WIFE