CEO's Contract Obsession-Chapter 297: Feisty

Amy’s question was met with a collective shifting of gazes as her voice possesses a strong blend of distress and annoyance.

Henry gazed at Amy, taking a moment to carefully gather his thoughts before addressing her. Inhaling deeply, he began, "Ash asked Lucas why he didn’t assist your dad before knowing there was an oil reserve in the land. He also questioned why Lucas would wait for them to pass away before taking any action. And..."

As Amy patiently awaited Henry’s continuation, a crease formed on her forehead. Despite setting aside their past for the sake of business, the re-emergence of this topic presented an opportunity for her to dig deeper and gather more details about it.

"And what, Henry? Just spit it out; we’re well aware of their true nature and how evil they can be, so there’s no need to tiptoe around words in front of me," Amy impatiently exclaimed.

"And why did he choose to partner with Dimitri instead of your father who is his best friend, when he already knows by that time that your dad’s land is not worthless but worth billions. Ash also mentioned that perhaps the arranged marriage between you two has hidden agenda. And not because Lucas wanted to help Ash get you, he said he was used by his own father for money’s sake." Henry continued.

Amy’s confusion deepened as she responded to Henry’s statements, "What do you mean? To my knowledge, my father wasn’t aware of the oil reserve until a few months before the accident. Are you suggesting that the Brightons knew about it even before my dad did? How is that possible? The land has been in my family for generations, and it was only my dad who discovered the oil."

With a knowing glance directed at Rei and Anton, Henry acknowledged that the situation was becoming increasingly suspicious. As they delved deeper into the matter, his anxiety grew, suspecting that there might be more to the story and potentially more people involved than they initially thought.

"Rei, arrange a video call meeting with Ash as soon as we reach Brookegrove. The information we’re uncovering is unsettling, and it strongly indicates that Lucas is concealing something. Ash’s suspicion about his father being blackmailed by Dimitri or someone else, if not him, might hold truth," Henry asserted.

Anton took the chance to voice his lingering concern, "Now that we won’t be utilizing Brighton Industries’ facilities, what’s our plan moving forward?" he inquired, addressing both Henry and Amy.

Amy promptly responded, "We’ll initiate a bidding process and see if any parties can meet our requirements."

Henry proposed an alternative idea, "Actually, I was thinking, if Ash truly desires to run his own company, why not establish his own from scratch? Amy and I once considered building our own refinery, but the immense effort and time required made us abandon the idea. I have the firm and Amy has the cafe and farm. However, if Ash is willing, perhaps Welsh Holdings could provide the necessary funding. What are your thoughts, Anton?"

Anton crossed his arms, taking a moment to contemplate Henry’s suggestion before responding, "If the company is solely intended for the use of Amy’s crude oil, then I believe we do have enough funds to support it initially, with the possibility of expansion in the future. However, the crucial question is, will Ash be willing to take on such a venture? Is he prepared to build his own company and directly compete with his father?" Anton directed the question, partly aimed at Amy, seeking her thoughts on the matter.

"Ash and his father were never on good terms ever since; they’re constantly at odds, like cats and dogs or squabbling siblings arguing about anything and everything. Given that, if you suggest the idea to him, I can confidently say there’s a high chance he will accept it," Amy responded.

A broad grin gradually spread across Henry’s face, similar to an antagonist devising a cunning plan in a movie, as he brought his hands together while comfortably seated.

"That’s settled, then. Rei, you’re in charge of arranging the meeting, and Anton, draw up a proposal that Ash won’t be able to resist," Henry declared before rising from his seat and extending his hand to Amy.

Amy grasped his hand and inquired, "Where are we going?"

Henry helped her up and replied, "Let’s go to our room. The morning’s drama has left me tired. Besides, we have a goal to achieve in order to expand our family," he winked playfully while drawing her closer and encircling his arms around her waist.

Caught off guard by Henry’s public proclamation, Amy sneakily glanced at the people on the patio and her face turned bright red with embarrassment, seeing that everyone is watching them. She playfully tapped Henry’s chest, causing him to chuckle.

He then addressed the others, "We’ll take our leave for now and see you all tonight at dinner." Henry waved to everyone before they headed towards Amy’s farmhouse.

The two walked towards the farmhouse with their hands intertwined, they could only wish that every day was like that, free of worry and calm.

Amy held onto Henry’s arm with both hands, embracing it gently. She craned her head to face him and asked curiously, "Henry, I can’t help but wonder. You’ve never been fond of Ash, so why are you helping him?"

"Ash is undeniably skilled in business; I must give him credit for that. And it’s not that I dislike him entirely. My dislike and irritation towards him stem from the fact that he was in love with you. In different circumstances, we could have been business partners or even friends," Henry said, wrapping his arm around Amy’s shoulder.

"If things had unfolded that way, my life might have been perfect. Not that my life now is bad, but it would have been much simpler if circumstances were different," Amy expressed, opening the gate of the farmhouse.

Henry tenderly kissed her forehead and reassured her, "I understand what you mean, love. I know it’s emotional to recall the past, but let’s focus on our goal for now."

"Aaahhh!!!"

With a sudden movement, Henry bent down, lifting Amy effortlessly and placing her over his shoulder like a sack of rice. Her shriek quickly turned into laughter as Henry playfully waved to the people working in the garden. Upon witnessing the two of them in such an intimate position, the workers scattered, almost running out of the gate in a hurry.

Without wasting any time, Henry hurriedly walked as fast as he could towards the house, his excitement was so obvious that he had a hard time inserting the key into the door, which only added to his enthusiasm. Amy, instead of helping, couldn’t contain her laughter and continued to chuckle at his embarrassing situation.

Once they were inside the house, as soon as Amy stood on her feet after being released from his grasp, Henry passionately captured her lips. The intensity of his kisses caught Amy off guard, realizing that he wasn’t just longing for her but was practically starving for her affection.

Lately, both of them had been preoccupied and tired, often forgoing their goals in favor of sleep. Surprisingly, this didn’t strain their relationship but instead intensified their longing for each other. The busy schedule made their time together even more precious, and the moments they spent apart made them miss each other deeply.

Henry’s hands explored every inch of her body, as if unsure where to touch, attempting to savor every part of her. Amy couldn’t deny her own excitement; she desired him just as much. She was determined to make the most of their vacation.

Amy vowed not to waste a single day of their free time and planned to be all over him, regardless of whether he liked it or not. She made a promise to herself that during the following week, Henry wouldn’t have to put in much effort for their intimate moments, as she planned to initiate them all herself.

Amy mustered all her courage and boldly reached for Henry’s pants and belt, pulling him closer to her. She felt him smile in between their kisses, which gave her more confidence that he likes what she is doing. Hastily, she unbuckled his pants and unbuttoned his shirt, the eagerness causing her to pull too forcefully and unintentionally damaging some buttons, sending them clattering to the floor.

Henry playfully broke away from their kiss to tease her, remarking, "Feisty... I like that..."

Then, he assisted her in removing all his clothes, leaving only his underpants on. However, before Amy could touch that last piece of clothing, he firmly held both her hands and said, "Not so fast, love."

Amy’s eyes widened in astonishment as she heard the sound of tearing fabric... the fabric of her shirt. She was stunned and was not able to react. Henry just completely tore her shirt in the middle exposing her breasts and wearing a lacy black brassiere.