"Madam, why did you come in person?" Cynthia stood by the bed respectfully. The big hospital gown set off her thin figure, which made her look more pitiful. Eve glanced at her and said blandly, "Just sit down. I can replace a chair myself."

Although Eve said so, she still waited for Cynthia to move a chair over with difficulty. Then she put her handkerchief on the chair and then slowly sat down. As soon as Cynthia saw Eve, she was so nervous.

Fortunately, Eve was kind to her, so Cynthia sat on the bed cautiously and smiled at Eve timidly.

What Eve said to Cynthia first was to thank her for saving Patrick's life at the critical moment.

Hearing it, Cynthia was happy and smug. But then Eve suddenly changed the topic, "So, in order to thank you, tell me how much money do you want." Cynthia's smile froze.

Seeing that Cynthia was stunned, Eve smiled hypocritically and said, "I give you money in order to thank you. I'm not insulting you. Don't think too much." "Madam, I can't accept your money." Cynthia smiled reluctantly, and there was no joy in her smile at all.

"You need to accept the money. Your brother is still in a wheelchair, your father is old, and now you..."

Eve glanced at Cynthia's flat abdomen, holding back the truth and saying, "You need a long period of recuperation and it will cost lots of money."

"Auntie, Patrick will take care of me." Cynthia said haltingly.

Eve snorted in her heart, "I don't want my son to always take care of you!"

"It will be better for me to spend money to let you shut up!"

"On the one hand, you're incapable. On the other hand, you can't get pregnant. What if you pester my son for the rest of your life?"

Thinking about it, Eve took out the check she had filled out early in the morning and gave it to Cynthia. After seeing the amount on the check clearly, Cynthia gasped.

30 million dollars!

"Madam..." Cynthia's hands, which were holding the check, was trembling. She didn't expect Eve to be so generous!

Of course, she did not know the real reason for Eve's generosity. It was because she was very likely to be unable to get pregnant and have no child to support her when she was old.

Eve was very satisfied with the sincerity and fear that Cynthia showed at the moment. She said, "Keep the money to pay for your family's treatment and living expenses. But you have to promise me that after leaving the hospital, you will take the initiative to cut off contact with Patrick."

Cynthia was stunned. At this moment, she only felt that the check was so hot that she couldn't hold it, "Madam, if this is the exchange condition, then... I would rather not accept the money."

Eve gave the check back to Cynthia and her voice gradually turned colder, "No, you must accept it. I can tell you clearly that although you saved Patrick, he won't fall in love with you. Patrick said that he is willing to treat you as his own younger sister and take care of you. But staying by his side as his sister will only bring you endless eagerness and pain, right?"

Hearing this, Cynthia's weak face turned even paler, "Did Patrick... really say that?"

"Of course! Do you think that he will divorce Amelia, marry you, and be responsible for the rest of your life? Child, don't be so silly. He is my son. I know what kind of woman he likes. You'd better start a new life with your family with the money I gave you."

After listening to Eve's analysis, Cynthia, who had just held back her tears, wanted to cry again.

She was silent for a long time before she said with difficulty, "I want to... ask Patrick some questions personally when he comes to see me. Then I'll tell you my decision, is that okay?"

Eve got up from the chair and said slowly, "Accept the money first. Don't let me wait for too long."

Cynthia nodded in a daze as she said dully, "Madam, goodbye."

Eve walked out of the door and threw the handkerchief into the nearby trash can. Then she glanced back at the ward with a confident smile on her face.

Although she asked Cynthia to keep an eye on Amelia in Roxxon, after Cynthia saved Patrick, things were out of her expectation, so Cynthia was not useful anymore.

At the same time, in the Land of Fragrance.

Seeing that Amelia was watching TV with great interest, Patrick was so angry. He stood in front of her so that she could not see the TV screen.

Amelia was annoyed. She raised her head and looked at Patrick's face, "Mr. Hopper, please step aside. I can't see the handsome actor on the screen."

Patrick gritted his teeth and asked, "Is the actor so attractive?"

"More attractive than you." Amelia said frankly.

Patrick looked at the screen furiously. When he saw that the leading man was confessing his love to the leading lady affectionately, he turned around and said to Amelia with disdain, "Although he is handsome, he's not yours."

Amelia was puzzled by his words, "Of course I know. I just want to watch the plot and the good-looking actor is pleasing to my eyes. Is there anything wrong?"

Patrick blamed her with great confidence, "You made me unable to make a phone call!"

"The TV can't walk itself, but you can walk. You can go away if you think it's too noisy." While speaking, Amelia thought of the intimate tone of Patrick when he talked to Cynthia and got so angry, "Step aside! Okay?"

Patrick was so unhappy that he threatened Amelia,

"If you continue to be so arrogant, I'll let the actor disappear from the screen forever."

Amelia was stunned, "Do you want to ban him in the entertainment circle?"

Patrick replied with a humph, "Yes."

Amelia did not doubt the authenticity of his words at all. She glared at him and said, "Hobart came to pick me up for an appointment and you asked me to refuse. The flowers he sent me were also thrown away by you. Now you don't even allow me to watch TV. As a president of a company, why are you not busy at all?"

Patrick was

simply trying to replace some excuse to start a quarrel with her at the weekend!

Patrick took a look at her and did not answer her question directly. He just took the remote control from her hand and transferred a program named America's Next Top Model.

Then, he picked up a cigarette and a lighter from the table, smoking slowly while commenting on the female model's figure, "She must have a D cup, right? It must be very comfortable to touch her breasts." Hearing this, Amelia felt cold and unhappy in her heart.

"Among these models, No. 11 is the most outstanding one. Look at her legs! If she can wrap her legs around my waist, how seductive it will be!" While saying this, Patrick's voice was particularly ambiguous and attractive.

"Since she is so sexy, then you go and replace her!"

Amelia said this uncontrollably.

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