Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 315

"Well, let's say it's me!" Amelia said generously.

Patrick was confused. "What do you want those things for?"

"Pour the flowers."

"Where's the flower?"

Amelia blushed. "It hasn't grown up yet..."

Patrick sneered, "So, the flowers are still seeds at the moment?"

Amelia scratched her hair: "Well, the seeds were bought in advance by Granny Hopper, and as for the holes dug in the grass, they were also for planting pansies."

"Do you like pansies?" Patrick looked at her seriously. Amelia kept her privacy extra deep, so it's a good time to ask around.

"I don't really like it. Granny Hopper wants it to look like a home. It has color and vitality, just like... just like now."

At the end of her words, a satisfied smile appeared on her face, which made Patrick feel confused. "Like now?"

She nodded and honestly expressed her inner thoughts. "Don't you think that you have a grandmother, a sister, two children... you have everything in your family!" Patrick laughed. "It's normal..."

Amelia looked down, unable to hide her despondency, and said, "Yeah, but it just so happens that I don't have any of those."

Patrick frowned. Did he accidentally upset her again?

Amelia calmed down and muttered to herself, "I have thought about persuading Granny Hopper not to grow it at the beginning. In this weather, it's impossible to plant flowers..."

Just like the family at home now, it was just a flash in the pan, Granny Hopper would go back to Dallas sooner or later, Florence would go back to work one day, and Andrew and Ashley would be picked up by Patrick's brother...

At Roxxon Corporation.

Patrick couldn't forget the sad look in Amelia's eyes this morning, and he felt heartbroken about it...

The secretary who came to report the work called softly, "Mr. Hopper..."

Sitting in his chair, Patrick turned around, stopped looking out the window remotely, and said to his secretary, "I have a question for you."

The secretary's eyes widened, "Boss, if you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask."

Patrick was first silent, thinking about how to ask her, which made the secretary more surprised. He was a decisive person, never hesitated to ask her questions.

Finally, he asked, "When a woman says she longs for a complete family, what do you think a man should do to make her happy?"

The secretary rubbed her chin, "Boss, has this problem been bothering you lately?"

Patrick picked up the coffee at the table and took a sip, "No, I'm asking for a friend of mine."

The secretary knew he was lying.

"I think the best way that man can do is to give that woman a title, like marrying her and taking her home."

"What else?"

"If the woman is family-oriented, why not have two children while she is young? Otherwise, meet her material needs as much as possible, give her whatever she wants, and make her happy all the time..." said the secretary.

Gave her whatever she wanted...

Patrick asked his secretary to leave. He thought for a while and made a long-distance call.

"Hey, bro! This is the first time you've contacted me since you returned home." The man who answered the phone greeted excitedly.

Patrick smiled lightly and asked his old friend, who was far away in Europe, "How are you? How's business these days?"

The owner of the manor flirted, "Without the patronage of you, a rich man, my business can be good? Oh no, to be precise the entire European economy tends to downward..."

Patrick laughed. "Since we are friends, I have a business deal to help you out right now."

"Oh?"

"I want you to send over fifty pots of the finest pansies."

"Where are you now?"

"Northville!"

Patrick's words made the owner stunned. "It's winter in Northville now. Pansies are not easy to support. Why don't I exchange it with the desert cactus?" "I'll take the pansies, if you don't have them cultivated there, I'll go replace someone else," Patrick said.

"Don't! I have everything here, how about this, you give me the exact address first, I will have workers box pansies up tomorrow and send them to the airline." However, Patrick seemed impatient. "No, now."

The owner of the manor exclaimed, "Bro! Do you know what time it is here? It's 12 o'clock in the middle of the night! Aren't you making things difficult for me?" Patrick smiled and said, "It seems that this business has nothing to do with you. See you!"

"Wait a minute!" The manor owner gritted his teeth and said, "I'll send a private jet to you overnight now!"

Patrick was satisfied. "One more thing..."

The manor owner was exasperated by Patrick's slow tone. "Sh*t! What else do you want? Can you say it all at once?"

Patrick calmed down and said, "This flower, I want you to supply this whole winter."

Half a dozen times, the manor owner stammered and asked, "Per... per day?"

"That's right!"

"What the hell?"

"Didn't you say that pansies are delicate and difficult to survive in the cold?" Then why didn't he just replace the dead ones with live ones every day?

The manor owner pondered before saying, "In that case, you see, my private plane comes and goes every day, the extra cost is very high. You really do not consider switching to cactus?"

"You don't have to worry about the money. Just send the flowers to me on time."

The manor owner froze and teased, "Buying flowers to please women, huh?"

Patrick was very proud. "No, I wanted to plant it myself."

"Oh, really? By the way, Northville also has a lot of flower suppliers, doesn't it?"

Patrick questioned, "Are you implying that I should go replace someone else to work with?"

The manor boss immediately said, "No! In fact, the last two years my manor has been poorly run. You do give me a hand this time. I can only give my body to pay back to you..."

"F*ck off!" Patrick shouted.

At noon, at Land of Fragrance.

Amelia was applying the cream to Granny Hopper when she got the call from Florence.

Different from the warm and humid weather in Dallas, the climate in Northville was dry, which caused Granny Hopper's face to become dehydrated and peeling within days of arriving here, so Amelia had to use her own cream to smooth Granny Hopper's skin.