Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 364

"Mr. Walsh! Good morning!" Granny Hopper turned to explain to Amelia, who was puzzled, "This is Mr. Walsh, who lives next door to me. He is a professor."

Amelia greeted him sweetly, "Hello, Mr. Walsh!"

"They are?" Walsh asked Granny Hopper with curiosity as he stared at Amelia and Patrick, a lovely couple.

Granny Hopper said with great pride, "They are my grandson and his wife. What do you see? They are so good-looking, aren't they?"

Walsh looked enlightened. "Huh! I was thinking about matchmaking my granddaughter to your grandson. I didn't expect his wife to be so beautiful. Standing with your grandson, she is perfect for him. I guess I shouldn't bring mine here to make her feel small."

Granny Hopper was overjoyed by Walsh's compliment, but she said nonetheless, "They are deeply in love with each other. Even if your granddaughter is as pretty as a nymph, my grandson won't be interested."

Amelia was flattered at the old lady's comment. What Granny Hopper said about them didn't seem to be the truth.

She stole a glance at Patrick, only to see a faint smile on his lips as if he agreed with that.

If someone dared to say that they were a perfect match, Patrick would have lost his temper long ago. But he didn't deny it today. "Is it for the sake of Granny Hopper?" Amelia wondered skeptically. While Amelia was lost in her thoughts, Granny Hopper said goodbye to Walsh and pulled Amelia and Patrick's hands, indicating that they could go on.

After they got downstairs, Amelia helped Granny Hopper into the car before she got in on her own.

The moment she sat down, she heard Granny Hopper ask in a low voice, "Amelia, Patrick's birthday will be in two days. Have you ever thought about how to celebrate it?"

"I..." Amelia was quiet for a short while before she regained her sense and said, "I have discussed it with Florence before. She told me that Patrick doesn't like to be extravagant. I think I might as well buy him a present and make him a cake?"

Granny Hopper's eyes widened slightly. "Make him a cake? Will you make it yourself?"

Amelia said with a smile, "Well, I can buy ingredients and learn how to do it. I know there is a cake shop that teaches people how to make cakes. I will go to learn it after work tomorrow!"

Granny Hopper patted her hand happily and said, "I'm relieved to see that you're so considerate towards each other."

The next day, at Roxxon Corporation.

"Amelia, here is your invitation!"

When Amelia was busy with her work, Doris suddenly put an envelope edged with gold at her hand.

"Who it is from?" She couldn't help asking.

Doris shrugged. "I don't know. The security guard downstairs delivered it to me."

Amelia nodded and opened the letter to take a look. It turned out to be an invitation from Ryan about the opening ceremony of his Limoncello of Dream. It would be held on the day after tomorrow, and Amelia had been warmly invited.

Amelia tightened her fingers on the invitation. After pondering for a while, she picked up her phone and called Ryan.

She apologized first, "Uncle Quartley, I'm sorry. I didn't know when you left the hospital. And I didn't visit you during that time."

As an uncle, Ryan's words reflect his understanding of the younger lady. "It's alright. It's never a big deal."

Amelia felt even more sorry. "And Uncle Quartley, I may not be able to go to your opening ceremony. I'm sorry, but I wish you the success of the ceremony and the greatest hit of your Limoncello of Dream!" Ryan muttered, unable to hide his disappointment. "Are you sure you can't come?"

"Yeah." Amelia didn't want to bring Ryan any more trouble. Patrick was a far-reaching man. If he knew or saw her go to Ryan's drinks factory, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Alright then." Ryan changed the topic and asked, "By the way, I overheard a friend mention that your father had a stroke. Is he okay?"

Thinking of Gilbert, Amelia felt a lump in her throat and couldn't utter a word.

Noticing her unusual silence, Ryan said in a hurry, "Amelia, I've made you sad, haven't I? I'm sorry, I should apologize to you!"

"No, no need..." Before Amelia could finish her words, Lily brought a few reports over. Perhaps it involved the company's secrets, Lily motioned Amelia to be silent.

Amelia nodded. Knowing that personal calls were not allowed during work hours, she said a few words to Ryan before ending the conversation.

Putting down her phone, Amelia took out a piece of tissue paper and wiped her eyes. After throwing the crumpled paper into the trash can, she asked the manager seriously, "Lily, what is in your hand?" Lily had all her attention on the report and didn't notice Amelia's unusual behaviors. Since she was asked, Lily said, "Here's the sales chart of Roxxon's wine this quarter. Winter should have been a good time for drinking, but sales at Roxxon are down compared to the previous two years. Now our department is under pressure from our superiors to replace ways to increase sales."

Amelia took over the sale report. While reading it carefully, she said thoughtfully, "Through the sales of the market, it's clearly seen that since the nutritious drink and skincare drink of Limoncello of Dream has come into the market, not only Roxxon, but other drinks selling companies have experienced a decline in performance."

Lily agreed, "That's right!"

"So, one of the fundamental ways to solve this problem is to cooperate with Mr. Quartley. Since his products are so popular, it's absolutely the best choice to be his partner!" "Yet the idea has little chance of success," Amelia added inwardly.

Lily's eyes lit up and she seemed to regard Amelia's proposal as a good idea. But then she shook her head and said, "I almost forget. Although Mr. Hopper and Mr. Quartley are in the same city, they never cooperate. Amelia, you'd better tell me about another way."

"The other way is to cooperate with a more capable partner than Mr. Quartley in a short time. Otherwise, most of the drinks sales in Northville will be more inclined to Mr. Quartley, which is not what our department could stop." Amelia touched the nail right on the head.

At the same time, in the president's office.

The board of directors was discussing the same issue with Patrick. One of the directors said anxiously, "Mr. Hopper, I think there is a need for Roxxon to cooperate with Limoncello of Dream. I heard that they are going to promote a limoncello the day after tomorrow. They already dominate the market. If they keep developing, I am afraid that the entire drink market of Northville would be theirs."

Another director did not take it seriously. "Roxxon has all kinds of commodities and drinks are just a tiny branch of it. So what if we are no match for Limoncello of Dream? It's not like we're going to go out of business because of that."