Chapter 1107 Amelia, it's me. I am Norris, I am still alive

Norton Foster picked up the bowl and drank a mouthful of porridge, ignoring Norris Moore's clamor from the other end of the computer.

After finishing, he set the bowl down and got up to search for Amelia Miller in the study.

He knocked on the door of the study and then pushed it open, finding Amelia Miller sitting at the desk, her stunning face framed by rimless glasses, as she reviewed some documents.

"What's wrong?" Amelia didn't look up, her tone gentle, "Are you still hungry? There's some porridge left in the kitchen, I'll bring it up for you in a bit. You go back and lie down."

Norton walked over and took the pen from her hand, "Still working on proposals this late?"

"It's the biggest project recently, and the bidding is next week. Without proper preparation, our competitive edge isn't strong, and it's easy to make mistakes."

"Once I'm better, I'll help you go through it." Norton put the pen back in its holder, "I have something to show you, come out for a moment."