Chapter 382: He's Anxious

"So, our vice president hasn't forgotten about me?" At this point, Oliver Foster's mood was still quite good.

"How could I forget? I'll need your help tomorrow." Amelia Sanchez needed to set up a network, which required a lot of time. She couldn't be in two places at once. She needed someone reliable to handle the Lincoln Group's affairs, and Oliver Foster was the perfect candidate.

Oliver Foster leaned against the car: "You remember me now, but didn't stop me during dinner, did you?"

"I had no choice, Big Brother. I need to make money to support the company," Amelia Sanchez said sweetly.

When Oliver Foster looked at her, he almost wanted to laugh. What a versatile beauty she was, never showing her true colors. Maybe it was because she either loved or didn't love her ex-husband.

But no matter which it was, Oliver Foster was confident that he could win Amelia Sanchez's heart.

"Alright, then. What time?"