Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 362

"So be it." Teresa was busy thinking about how to make things difficult for Amelia. For a moment, she didn't notice what her father was telling her.

The middle-aged man said with a worried face, "It doesn't matter if they fight each other, but the Ferris Family shouldn't be caught between them... Teresa, where are you going?" "I'm going to meet a friend. You can go back by yourself." Teresa waved her hand and left her father behind.

The middle-aged man was still considering how to explain to Young Master Paisley later and forgot to ask Teresa whom she was going to meet.

Since Patrick was surrounded by endless visitors, Amelia got bored and pointed to the door, indicating that she wanted to go out for some fresh air. Patrick hesitated and wanted to approach her, but his guesses next to him didn't know it and took a step forward, stopping Patrick from leaving. There was no other way. He nodded to show his agreement.

When Amelia turned around and walked out of the venue, a malicious figure followed her quickly.

Seeing Amelia fiddling with the contract beside a European-style fountain, something cruel appeared on Teresa's face as she reached out and gave Amelia a push!

A boom was heard...

The water that Amelia stirred up was almost half a meter in height. At that moment, the vicious Teresa stared at the panicked Amelia with a sinister smile. "Amelia, who is always so graceful, turned out to be a drowned rat... Wait. Don't move. I'm taking a photo for you and sharing it on your social media!"

Just as Teresa took out her phone and aimed it at Amelia, who was in an embarrassed state, her wrist was seized as someone and she was dragged over.

"You!" Just as Teresa was about to scold the one who meddled in her business, she went silent by the stare from a pair of sharp eyes.

"What are you doing?" Patrick asked in a low voice.

"I... I didn't do anything." Teresa looked at him with an innocent look on her face.

"Then why are you taking pictures?" Patrick asked in disgust and shook off Teresa's hand immediately before striding toward Amelia in the pool.

Teresa moved her aching wrist. When Patrick was not paying attention, she glared at Amelia and left.

Standing by the fountain, Patrick bent down and reached out to Amelia. "How did you fall into the water?"

Amelia muttered in low spirits, "The contract fell into the water..."

Patrick looked over. That was true...

The contracts, which Amelia had been holding, were all soaked by the water. With its black inks soaked, the papers seemed to be useless.

Patrick waited a long time, but Amelia didn't reach his hand. She just stared at the file.

Finally, Patrick grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the pool. "Get up first. Let's deal with the contract later."

Amelia's beautiful and watery eyes turned red as she muttered, "It's all Teresa's fault. If she hadn't pushed me, the contract wouldn't have been soaked."

Patrick frowned and asked coldly, "Who is Teresa?"

Amelia was angry. "The one whose wrist was grabbed by you just now!"

Patrick was surprised. He thought that Teresa was just a passer- by laughing at Amelia's awkward situation, but he didn't expect that she was the one who pushed Amelia.

"Why would she push you into the water? You two know each other?" Holding Amelia's trembling body, Patrick leaned over to protect her from any possible stares.

Rubbing her red nose, Amelia said, "She's my classmate in college. Do you remember the reunion I attended last time? She was the one who forced me to drink. She even ordered her friend to take me to a room. If it weren't for Jessica texting you in time, I'm afraid something terrible would have happened."

No sooner had Amelia finished her explanation than Patrick's face turned stern. Had he known that, Patrick would have snapped that woman's hand instead of allowing her to run away that easily. "What's her name?" he asked coldly.

Feeling annoyed, Amelia replied bluntly, "Teresa Ferris." "The Ferris Family?" Patrick seemed to have thought of something, his eyes turning dark.

Amelia glanced at him and asked with confusion, "What's wrong with the Ferris Family?"

Patrick changed the topic. "Nothing, let's go home first."

It was freezing. If Amelia did not get changed in time, she might catch a cold.

The moment Patrick finished that, Amelia sneezed loudly. Then she asked in a low voice, "What about the contract?"

Patrick glanced at the wet clothes clinging to her body before discontentedly glaring at those who were peeking at them with interest. "The contract has taken effect. It doesn't matter if it's wet. We can get another one," he soothed.

After Patrick said this, the sadness on Amelia's face finally dissipated a little. Amelia didn't care about being humiliated, as long as nothing went wrong about the cemetery.

At Paisley's villa.

A man, whose face was hidden under the shadow, was taking a sip of the wine and listening to a woman's disappointed voice from the other end of the phone. "Young Master Paisley, I'm sorry! It was my father's fault. He failed to win the cemetery over for you."

The man looked up and glanced at Kamari, who was standing cautiously in front of him. "Your father has told me the details of it," said the man, without revealing any of his emotions. Meeting the man's eyes, Kamari felt his heart sank. He immediately looked down again.

Teresa said with regret, "Young Master Paisley, if it weren't for Patrick, the cemetery would have been yours! But I have pushed the woman taking the contract for him into the pool, and the contract has been dropped into the water and got soaked. Do you think it has given you some leeway?"

The male laughed in a low voice. "You are quite smart." In Teresa's overjoyed breathing, the male spoke the other half of the sentence in a mellow voice, "Unfortunately, you're not smart enough."

Teresa was stunned. "What?"

The man shook the wine in his glass and didn't bother to explain to Teresa that the contract had already taken effect. Instead, he asked, "You said that Patrick has a woman with him?"

"Yes!" Teresa gnashed her teeth in anger at the mention of Amelia. "I thought that Patrick would fire her in a fit of anger after the contract was dropped into the water. Sadly, things went against my wishes. He even helped her! She's just an employee and was hardly worthy of such a big shot to bother with her."

A knowing smile appeared on the man's sexy thin lips. "Since Patrick has won over the cemetery, then let him have his way."

"So we'll just let it go?" Teresa asked with a grievance.

The man said no more and hung up the phone.

Besides him, Kamari said timely, "Young Master

Paisley, I'm very sorry. It was my fault."

The man smiled. "I don't blame you. After all, your opponent was Patrick."