Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 380

Facing the puzzled look in Jessica's eyes, Amelia laughed dryly and said matter-of-factly, "I didn't know where the address is. You told me yourself before you got on the car." "Really?" asked Jessica, but her voice ebbed and flowed.

"Sure!" Amelia nodded immediately, "I guess you're so focused on what happened today that you forgot what you have said to me."

Frowning, Jessica replied in distress, "Maybe."

Amelia heaved a sigh of relief secretly.

After a pause, she heard Jessica speaking, "There is an elevator in the apartment. I can go up by myself. You don't have to go with me. I don't want to introduce you to that shameful woman. She doesn't deserve it!"

After Jessica and Sierra went out of her sight, Amelia put on a stern look, turned the car around, and headed to Roxxon Corporation.

At the president's office.

The secretary yawned. When no one was watching, she stretched herself and found a figure suddenly rushed out from the elevator door. She took a closer look and exclaimed, "Hey! Manager Ramsay?" Amelia asked politely, "Miss, is Mr. Hopper here? I want to see him."

The secretary paused for a moment before she said, "Manager Ramsay, unfortunately, Mr. Hopper has a client in his office and may not be available to meet you now." Amelia was too anxious to care about the client. "But I need to see him now! Please tell him for me," she demanded.

The secretary was silent for a moment. If it weren't for the fact that she knew Amelia was not an unreasonable woman, she would have called the security guards long ago. "Alright. I'll go in and ask if he wants to see you."

"Thank you!"

A few seconds later, the secretary came out of the office and closed the door. She said to Amelia with confidence, "Mr. Hopper said that he's not available to see you now." Amelia said meaningfully, "I don't think he's not available. Instead, he must be too guilty to see me!"

With that, she directly passed the secretary, who was too overwhelmed by Amelia's determination to stop her.

When the secretary came to her senses, the door had been slammed shut by Amelia. She could only silently pray that Mr. Hopper would not blame her later.

As for Amelia, after breaking into the office, she glanced around with her beautiful eyes and found no client here at all!

The secretary must have made up an impromptu excuse after receiving orders from Patrick that he wouldn't see anyone.

She kept warning herself to calm down before she neutrally talked to the man on the sofa reading documents, "Patrick, please stop."

Patrick was still calm. "Manager Ramsay, did you forget that you're in the company and I am your boss? Do you believe it's appropriate for you to call my first name directly?" Sh*t! Since she needed his help, she had to swallow it.

She forced a sweet smile and began, "Mr. Hopper, Jessica is one of the few friends I have since I was a child. Can you please do me a favor and leave her alone?"

But the man, who had claimed that he seemed to like her this morning, looked cold now. "Sorry, I can't

do it."

He said he "can't", which somehow indicated that he had no other choices.

"You-" Amelia paused for a long time before she said, "You acted against Jessica because you found out that she's Jocelyn's daughter?"

"That's right."

"But what if I tell you that Jessica doesn't like Jocelyn at all? If you decide to get Jocelyn out of your way, I have no objection. But I can't let you hurt Jessica!"

Patrick raised his eyebrows, silently mocking her for overreaching herself.

He must have expected to see her getting worried by saying nothing. She asked, "What the hell do you want?"

Patrick sat cross-legged, in stark contrast with her anxiety. "I don't want to do anything. I just want them to move out of the Northville."

Amelia was shocked. Patrick was perfect, except that sometimes he was too cruel to himself and even more heartless to others. He not only punished those who offended him but also their families. "There's no room for negotiation?"

Patrick glanced at her. "Although I drove her away, it doesn't prevent you from keep being her friend."

Amelia protested, "That's nonsense! You are my husband, yet you force her into a corner. How could we still be friends after that?"

Patrick's eyes darkened. "If you don't want her to misunderstand you, you can tell her that it has nothing to do with you. Indeed, when I carried out my plan, you did know nothing about it."

Amelia said gloomily, "Would you believe me if I said that to you? Patrick, you never considered my feelings when you took action. You kept troubling my friends and put me in a dilemma!"

Patrick rose from the sofa at that, still holding the documents in his hand because he forgot to put them down. "You only think about it from you and your friend's point of view. Have you ever put yourself in my shoes? Because of Jocelyn, my mom cut my dad and they're divorcing. Do you expect me, as their son, to do nothing but watch them fight for another woman's sake?"

Amelia was at a loss for words for a long time before she tried to persuade him in another way. "But Howard said that he had no feelings for Jocelyn."

Patrick said coldly, "Feelings could generate over time. According to my investigation, Jocelyn's husband is dead and my parents have been at odds with each other for so long because of you. Such a marriage could be easily ruined by a home wrecker."

Amelia, who had just calmed herself down, was irritated again. "What do you mean by saying it's because of me? Are you trying to pin the blame on me for the quarrel between your parents?" Patrick said stiffly, "You're part of the reasons."

Amelia was speechless. Despite Eve's incomparably messed up personality, Patrick could never see what terrible things she had done. No wonder Eve had reduced to such a completely twisted, condescending woman!

Seeing she was silent, Patrick glanced at her face and said softly, "I don't want to argue with you. Let's stop the topic about your friend!"

Amelia didn't appreciate it. "Sorry to disappoint you. Just as you have said, you have your reasons and I have mine. We'll see whether Jessica'll go or stay!"

Patrick grabbed her little chin and said unhappily, "Amelia, I've tried all I can to reason with you. Let's not do this the hard way!"

Amelia couldn't help but landed her gaze on his injured fist and muttered sadly, "Patrick, do you know what I fear the most about you?"

Patrick was almost lost in her tearful eyes. "What?"

"What I fear the most is your temperamental nature. You can spoil me, and the next second you isolate me from my family and friends. If possible, I do hope you can maintain a balance between the two. I don't need you to coddle me. I just hope you don't make things worse when I'm down."