Ming nodded at her and smiled, saying, "No problem. If you need anything in the future, feel free to call me. I'll be at your service."
Amelia nodded.
Watching Ming leave, Amelia walked towards Owen Moreland who was standing opposite the bathroom entrance by the wall.
The man was dressed in a simple deep gray V-neck sweater, a black coat, casual suit trousers, and black leather shoes. There was a sense of steadiness with a hint of casualness about him. He stood there with his left hand in his pocket, the high-end steel watch on his wrist adding a touch of luxury and elegance to his appearance.
His gaze fell on Amelia, waiting for her to approach.
Perhaps it was his strong presence, or perhaps it was unusual for him to stand by the restroom door waiting, but passersby couldn't help but turn their heads to take another look at him. Even some young girls were secretly whispering and sneaking glances at him, presumably discussing something about Owen Moreland.
