"Jack, my Boo, let's go," Amelia called out as she approached with a vanity bag clutched in her hand.
"Just this? Where are your important things?" Jack asked, raising an eyebrow as his gaze shifted to the background, where Clark was darting around the villa like a man on a mission.
"Yes, this is all I have," Amelia replied nonchalantly. With that, she opened the vanity bag, revealing an impressive sight: bundles upon bundles of hundred-dollar bills stacked neatly inside.
"Do you need some money?" Amelia asked casually, her hand reaching for one of the bundles as if it were no big deal.
Jack reached out, gently placing his hand over hers to stop her. His expression softened as he gave her a warm smile.
"I don't need money," he said, his voice calm and reassuring. "I just need you." As he spoke, his fingers brushed gently over her head, a gesture of affection that made Amelia pause for a moment.