Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 177

Patrick continued to ask, "Is it because of the capability of the company or because of Milton?"

Amelia didn't think too much and replied, "Both."

Patrick got a little annoyed when he heard her honest answer. He didn't except that Amelia actually admitted it so straightforwardly and didn't care about his feelings.

After thinking for a while, he said calmly, "Remember to give the self-critical letter of 10,000 words to my secretary before you get off work. Okay, the meeting is over now."

Amelia sensed something wrong and asked, "Wait a minute, didn't you say it's five thousand words?"

Patrick said slowly, "I don't think it's a big deal for you to write another five thousand words."

"But I..." Amelia opened her mouth.

Patrick said with a sneer, "Do you think that 10,000 words are too few? Would you like to add another five thousand words?"

Amelia couldn't say a word.

The other people in the conference room looked at each other. It was said that there was an ambiguous relationship between Mr. Hopper and Madam Amelia Ramsay, but they looked like enemies obviously! The secretary stood behind Patrick's leather chair and looked at him with meaningful eyes.

"That night in Money Cabinet, Mr. Hopper was handcuffed at the bedside by Amelia, which was a big disgrace to him, so he tries his best to embarrass her in the name of work."

"It turns out that Mr. Hopper is coquettish in his heart. Oh, it sounds so cute."

Just as the secretary was lost in thought, Patrick suddenly looked at her and asked, "Miss?"

The secretary saw Patrick's unhappy eyes and shuddered.

"What are you thinking about? I've called you many times."

"Er, nothing." The secretary didn't dare say that she was imagining the scene that Patrick was tortured by Amelia. She quickly changed the topic and asked, "Mr. Hopper, what can I do for you?" "During the meeting just now, I found that there was an empty seat."

The secretary also noticed that, "Meggie's father asked for leave."

Patrick didn't say anything, but his face turned cold.

In the sales department.

"Patrick, you despicable man! You abuse your power for personal gains!" Amelia was watering the clivia while cursing Patrick with her teeth gritted.

Doris passed by her and reminded her in a soft voice, "The clivia is almost drowned to death by you..."

It was only then that Amelia noticed that she almost emptied the watering can while she was cursing Patrick.

"Oh my god..." Looking at the clivia which was soaked in water, Amelia was at a loss. She could only invert the flowerpot and let the extra water flow out.

Her hands were full of mud and she was in a worse mood. It was all Patrick's fault. She blamed him for making her so unlucky.

She went back to her seat and looked at the computer in a daze. She really didn't know how to write a self-critical letter of 10,000 words.

In the afternoon.

When Amelia arrived at the 18th floor with heavy footsteps, the secretary waited for her for a long time and said, "Mr. Hopper has been waiting for your self-critical letter." Amelia handed the self- critical letter to her in a hurry and said, "Have a look and treat it casually. Don't take it seriously."

The secretary said, "But Mr. Hopper said that he wants to see it himself."

Amelia was stunned. What was going on was different from what she had thought.

"He asked me to give it to you."

The secretary said sympathetically, "Mr. Hopper's mind is always changing. I can't help you with that."

"Then I'll take it back and polish it." Saying this, Amelia wanted to take the self-critical letter back.

Unexpectedly, the door of the president's office was opened at this time. Patrick glanced at the self-critical letter in the secretary's hand and asked in a deep voice, "What's that?"

"Mr. Hopper, this is the self-critical letter written by Madam Amelia Ramsay."

"Give it to me." Patrick said.

Amelia panted nervously as she watched Patrick take the self-critical letter from the secretary's hand and read it word by word.

To be honest, his magnetic voice sounded so charming, but the premise was to ignore his unhappy face.

"I work so hard and have to handle all the trivial affairs in the department in person. I need to be on standby every day. Today, I really suffered a great grievance! After reflecting on myself, I think that I shouldn't have applied for the job in Roxxon three years ago, then I wouldn't meet such an unreasonable boss..."

The secretary burst into laughter when she heard the content of the self- critical letter. No wonder Amelia looked so nervous when Patrick came out of the office just now.

Patrick put down the self-critical letter and said gloomily, "It seems that you're very dissatisfied with me."

Amelia lowered her head in embarrassment and looked at a small ant moving on the ground.

"What's wrong? Don't you dare look at me due to your guilty conscience?" Patrick walked to her and stood beside the ant, as if he would crush it to death at any time.

The secretary couldn't bear to look at the ant anymore. Everything that had something to do with Amelia seemed to be in danger, including an ant.

Amelia felt that she was the ant on the ground, because her fate was depended on Patrick, "Mr. Hopper, if you are not satisfied with this self-critical letter, I can rewrite it tomorrow."

Patrick narrowed his eyes unhappily, "And then you will write a letter to curse me again? Are you reflecting on yourself or complaining about me? The entire letter is full of bad words about me!"

Amelia muttered with some grievance, "It was you who made things difficult for me for no reason, and you don't allow me to tell the truth. You're so unreasonable..."

Hearing her words, Patrick frowned, as if he was trying to hold back his anger.

The secretary smiled and said to Amelia in a soft voice, "Just admit your mistake to Mr. Hopper. Otherwise, he will always make things difficult for you."

Patrick glanced at the secretary with displeasure, as if he was blaming her for talking too much.

As his secretary, how could she speak for Amelia?

Amelia thought that the secretary was right and said in a hurry, "Mr. Hopper, please forgive me..."

"Stop!" Patrick interrupted her in a rough voice. He knew that she was unwilling to apologize sincerely.

Amelia waved her hand at him and said with a smile, "Then I'll go home first." "Let's go home together." Patrick stopped her.

Amelia looked at him with confusion. In the past, he always tried to avoid the chance of going in and out of the company together. But he was so strange that day.

But she knew the answer soon.

In the Audi 4S shop.

Patrick parked the car at the door of the shop and said as he looked at Amelia's confused eyes, "I know you like to rely on yourself, but I have to change the car for you today." "Why?"

"For your safety!" Patrick's tone was more sincere.

Her electrical bicycle was shabby and old, as if it would scrap by the wind.

Amelia whispered, "In fact, if I want to buy it, I have money..."

Patrick said disdainfully, "You'd better keep your money to buy a toy car."