Chapter 418 True Friendship
Derrick drove Tiffany back to Amelia’s place. After unbuckling her seat belt, she leaned in to kiss him
on the cheek and whispered, “Drive safely on the way to the office. Oh, how about you drop by for
dinner here tonight? I’ll cook something for you!”
Derrick held her by the back of her head and pried her lips open with his tongue to deliver a very
passionate kiss.
By the time they stopped kissing, Tiffany was leaning weakly against him and panting lightly.
“When will you be willing to give me your all, Tiff? We’ve been together for two years now. Do you still
not trust me enough?” Derrick asked while caressing her head affectionately.
Tiffany tensed up for a moment before nuzzling against his chest as she replied coquettishly, “I’ve been
ready for it a long time ago.”
Derrick’s eyes lit up instantly upon hearing that. The flames of lust in his gaze were so blazing hot that
Tiffany felt herself burning up from it.
“Let’s do it now,” he said impatiently.
Tiffany wriggled out of his embrace and glanced at him as she said shyly, “We’ll do it tonight. I’ll let you
have your way with me.” She then got out of the car and ran off like a scared little bunny, much to
Derrick’s amusement.
Damn, she’s just too f*cking adorable!
Tiffany’s cheeks were still burning bright red when she entered the elevator and seeing herself like that
only made her blush even more.
She was finally going to give someone her virginity that she had kept for so many years. While she
wasn’t the type to object to sex before marriage, she hadn’t found the right guy to do it with up until
then. Whenever she tried to get into a relationship with someone, a voice inside her head would tell her
he wasn’t right for her, so she ended up staying single. The reason she had agreed to Derrick’s request
for sex was because she felt it was only natural to do it after dating for two years.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAlthough she was still really shy about doing it with Derrick, the anticipation and excitement far
exceeded the shyness.
Amelia was shocked when she opened the door and saw Tiffany’s face all red like an apple.
“What’s going on? Do you have a fever?” Amelia asked while touching her on the forehead.
Tiffany hugged Amelia tightly and pretended to cry as she exclaimed, “Babe, I totally screwed things up
at the Hissons today!”
Amelia dragged her into the house and shut the door behind them before asking anxiously, “What
happened?”
She had never seen Tiffany like this before, so she was really worried that something bad had
happened to her over there.
Tiffany kept her face buried in Amelia’s shoulder as she replied, “I knew his elders wouldn’t like me,
Babe! I’ve messed up big time!”
It wasn’t until Amelia pressed her repeatedly for answers that Tiffany gave her a brief summary of what
happened at the Hisson family residence.
Amelia was so shocked that it took her a while to regain her composure. “They invited all of their
relatives over?”
“Yeah! I bet Mrs. Hisson did that to intimidate me! Even their distant relatives were there and they were
all staring at me like I’m some kind of circus animal!” Tiffany complained angrily.
Amelia gave her a reassuring pat on the back. “Maybe she’s just trying to test you. You will have to
attend lots of high-end social events after marrying into the Hissons, after all. If you can’t even handle
dealing with thirty to forty relatives, how are you going to go against the cunning corporate elites in the
future?”
The blush and tears had vanished from Tiffany’s face when she got out of Amelia’s embrace.
“That’s true, but I thought I was just dropping by for a nice chat with them over lunch. I didn’t think
they’d have up to four generations of their relatives over! You have no idea how shocking it was!”
Amelia tried visualizing the scene and felt goosebumps all over as well.
“Babe, you should’ve seen the look of disdain in their eyes when they stared at me! They were treating
me like I’m a freaking country bumpkin! I don’t usually care about how people see me, but they really
made me feel uncomfortable! I bet my annual income would’ve surpassed theirs if they were ordinary
folks like us! Each and every one of my s sells really well! I’m making twenty to thirty grand per
month from my web serial subscriptions alone, and I haven’t even included the profits gained from
publishing and film adaptations! How dare they think I’m unworthy of being with Derrick? Do I look that
ugly, Babe?” Tiffany fumed.
Amelia gave her a pat on the hand and said with a chuckle, “The Tiff I know would never belittle herself
like this.”
“I wouldn’t belittle myself if I were dating an ordinary guy, but Derrick is a ridiculously handsome and
incredibly excellent man! Heck, he’s so pretty that it’s hard for others to tell his gender! I think it’s
perfectly normal for me to feel a little inferior dating a guy like him!”
Amelia felt the same way when she first realized she loved Oscar, so she understood Tiffany’s feelings
all too well.
Both Oscar and Derrick were simply far too excellent in their appearances and their capabilities. Those
who wished to date them would need to have a really strong heart. Otherwise, they would easily
succumb to insecurities and feelings of inferiority.
“I understand how you feel, Tiff. However, the fact that Derrick has chosen you indicates that he likes
you for who you are. There are tons of prettier women out there. He could’ve easily found himself one
with matching family background, but he didn’t. You should stop belittling yourself, Tiff. This isn’t like
you at all. Just throw caution to the wind and love him with all your heart. Even if your relationship
doesn’t work out in the end, you would at least have experienced his love before, so it won’t be a total
loss!” Amelia advised her sincerely.
Tiffany stared at her and asked in confusion, “Babe, why do I feel like I’ve heard that before?”
“That’s because you gave me that same advice before, Tiff. Don’t worry about the outcome and just
love him with all my heart. Have you forgotten?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTiffany paused. Holy sh*t, she’s right! I did say that! Being an author, I could come up with so much
advice for others, so why couldn’t I apply them to myself? Oh, well… I suppose it is true that spectators
have a better overview than the players.
Of course, Tiffany just wanted to vent a little and wasn’t actually having an inferiority complex. It simply
wasn’t in her nature to feel that way.
“I knew you’d be my best remedy!” she exclaimed with a smile.
“Are you feeling better now?”
“Yup, much better!”
“That’s good to know.” Amelia’s smile faded as she continued in a more serious tone, “Now that you’ve
chosen to be with Derrick, you will have to win the Hissons over or you’ll have a hard time there. Mrs.
Hisson probably picked on you because she finds your family background unimpressive. I’ll talk to
Oscar about this and have him organize a party. We’ll invite some of the big shots and have him
announce your status as his godsister in front of them. With Oscar backing you up, Mrs. Hisson would
probably think twice about being harsh on you.”
“There is no need to put yourself through the trouble, Amelia. Mrs. Clinton still doesn’t quite like you, so
you might give her another excuse to criticize you if you do that.” Tiffany knew Olivia would surely hold
Amelia accountable if Oscar were to hold a party and acknowledge her as his godsister. Naturally, she
wouldn’t allow Amelia to do such a thing.
“Nah, it’ll be fine. You’re overthinking things. All right, it’s decided, then.”
“No, it isn’t, Babe.”
“If you see me as your best friend, then let me help you. You’ve done so much for me over the past few
years, so don’t refuse my help when I finally get a chance to do you a favor. I’ll really get mad if you say
no again.”
Tiffany hesitated for a bit but swallowed her words in the end.
This is probably the best outcome possible. With the Clintons backing me up, Derrick and I will have an
easier time in our relationship.
“Thanks, Babe.”
“That’s funny. I remember you saying something about us not having to thank each other.”
The two of them then exchanged glances and burst into laughter.