Chapter 7

The onlookers hadn't all dispersed yet, and some of them followed Liam's gesture, looking toward Caesar Hotel.

Murmurs of astonishment rippled through the crowd, followed by a buzz of discussion.

"I heard there's a medical symposium at Caesar Hotel today. Only families with prestigious backgrounds are invited, and many are high-profile figures in high society," someone said.

"And this kid..." another person trailed off, glancing at Liam.

Amelia wasn't surprised by the whispers.

After all, Liam was impeccably dressed, and the exquisite watch on his wrist hinted at its considerable value.

"Always bring a bodyguard when you go out next time," Amelia advised, packing up her medical kit methodically.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Liam quickly ran over and clung tightly to her leg.

Amelia looked down at him.

Without a word, Liam just clutched the hem of her dress, holding on tightly.

As Amelia took a step forward, Liam followed closely.

This couldn't go on, she thought, stopping in her tracks.

"Let me take you there," she said.

"Okay!" Liam nodded, his mission accomplished. "I'll make sure my family thanks you properly."

Amelia straightened his cuff. "No need to thank me. I don't charge for treating kids."

"Then..." Liam's eyes spun mischievously. "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Amelia stood up. "No."

"I can introduce you to one!" Liam said cheerfully, counting on his tiny fingers. "I have a brother. He isn't very talkative, but he's super handsome and great at making money. He's really impressive, and lots of people want to marry him."

Amelia couldn't help but laugh. "I'm not planning to get married."

"Oh," Liam's ears drooped in disappointment, and he walked dejectedly for the rest of the way.

When they reached the hotel entrance, he perked up again, looking up at her eagerly. "How about you meet my brother first? Maybe after meeting him, you can make up your mind!"

Amelia smiled. "You're really pushing for him. Does he know?"

"He's always sick," Liam said. "Everyone hopes he'll find a wife soon. You're so talented and beautiful—lots of people must want to date you. Of course, I have to help him seize the opportunity."

Amelia noticed his chapped, pale lips and bought him a bottle of water and a pack of soda crackers. "Don't talk too much. You're not fully recovered yet."

Liam was very well-behaved, accepting whatever Amelia gave him.

When he couldn't open the water bottle, he raised his hand and said in a delicate voice, "Please."

Jerry, who had come to pick Liam up, saw the scene as soon as he got out of the car.

How did Liam end up with her?

Jerry was the special assistant to the Jenkins family and knew LA inside out, mainly because his boss could ask questions at any time.

He had seen Amelia's photo and knew she wasn't the Milton family's daughter and had recently been kicked out.

But what surprised him more was that the youngest Jenkins, Liam, claimed he couldn't open the bottle cap.

Jerry's eyes flickered with surprise, but he quickly composed himself.

He recognized Amelia, but she didn't know him.

Instead of revealing his identity, Jerry hurried over. "Liam! I found you! Are you alright?"

"It was Amelia who saved me," Liam said, holding Amelia's hand with a hint of pride, as if showing off.

Jerry bowed. "Thank you," he said.

Amelia looked at him calmly. "He's already thanked me."

Jerry was taken aback by her attitude but quickly recovered. "Liam, the CEO has been looking for you everywhere. He's in the car now, and he hasn't even taken his afternoon medicine yet," he said.

Liam looked up in surprise, not expecting his brother to come out.

The window of the Maybach lowered slightly, revealing a tall, elegant figure inside, holding his fist to his lips as if coughing lightly.

Every movement exuded the refined aura of a nobleman...

Amelia didn't get a good look, but as a doctor, she was sensitive to the smell of medicinal herbs.

The moment the window came down, she caught a faint scent of medicine.

She knew that people with chronic illnesses often avoided bright lights.

Jerry urged, "Liam, don't you want to check on him?"

Liam was distracted and said to Amelia, "Wait for me here. Don't wander off. I'll be right back."

Amelia nodded as Liam rushed toward the car.

Jerry then handed her a card. "Thank you, Miss Cromwell, for saving Liam. This is a token of our gratitude. Please accept it," he said.

"You know my last name? So you recognize me," Amelia said with a playful smile. "You don't seem to be thanking me so much as trying to distance yourself from me."

Jerry quickly clarified, "Miss Cromwell, you misunderstand."

"No big deal," Amelia said, glancing at Liam. "Tell him I'm leaving later."

Since someone was here today, she might not be able to get into Caesar Hotel anyway. Besides, with a medical symposium going on, there might be suitable doctors to treat that Mr. Jenkins.

Amelia decided to cancel the order as soon as she got back.