Chapter Seventy Three:

After what seemed like forever, the door flew open and Amber walked in. She glanced around the room for a while before sashaying to where Amanda was sitting. Amanda just rolled her eyes and raised her head to the ceiling.

"Well..well..well," Amber chuckled, standing over her. "Seems I've got myself twenty million dollars," she chuckled, passing her hands through Amanda's hair.

Amanda shook her head in attempt to shrug her hand off which made Amber laugh.

"Of all the people in this world, you chose to call her?" Amanda said, glaring at Oliver, then Amber.

"Hmmm….someone's grumpy," Amber chuckled.

"So you'd rather I call Damian?" Oliver asked, taking a sip of whatever he was holding.

"I didn't say that," Amanda rolled her eyes.

"We'll…enough of all this," Amber chipped in, dropping her bag onto the sofa before throwing herself in.

"I came because I need you to do something for me."

"Do something?….For you…." Amanda asked, her mouth wide open. "It's only a fool that get burnt by