Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 402

"Is that so?" Patrick curled his lips.

"Yes, what are you smiling at?" Amelia was a little uneasy at his smirk.

But there were some things she preferred to believe rather than doubt. Otherwise, it would only make her sadder than killing her.

At the Scarlet Clothing Company.

"Tiffany, I'm not hallucinating, am I? Is that Patrick Hopper walking next to Amelia?"

Jeremy and Tiffany, who were waiting in the office, still found it hard to believe even when the distinguished Patrick was standing right in front of them.

Compared with Jeremy, Tiffany was a little calmer. Realizing that her fiance was so humble in front of Patrick, she secretly pinched the back of his waist out of annoyance, reminding him to behave himself! Jeremy's smiling face almost turned into a crying one because of the pinch. But obviously, he seemed to have gotten used to Tiffany's "special treatment" and had developed the ability to restore a smile immediately.

Noting the change in his facial

expression, Amelia thought Jeremy was not feeling well and asked out of their partnership. "Are you alright, Mr. Roland?"

In the face of the beautiful lady's concern, Jeremy decided to pretend to be a tough guy no matter how painful it was. "I'm okay."

After a pause, Jeremy looked at Patrick with his eyes shining. "Mr. Hopper, are you here to do business with me?"

But Patrick said, "I don't feel easy about Manager Ramsay coming here alone, so I came over to have a look."

"Eh? It doesn't make sense..." Jeremy, who was slow, was about to ask, "Don't you like Amelia? What's the point of coming with her?" Before Jeremy could let out those questions, he was held back by the "special treatment" from Tiffany, who was standing beside him! Women's intuition had always been sharp.

Although Tiffany had no idea what was going on between Amelia and Patrick, it was right not to get to the bottom of the matter. Tiffany smiled and said, "Mr. Hopper, you worry too much. The Scarlet Clothing Company is not a dangerous place, and we are not cannibals. It's very safe for Miss Ramsay to come here to work part-time."

"Good." Patrick couldn't help but look

at Tiffany again. This woman was much smarter than Jeremy.

Jeremy's father had gotten such a woman as his daughter-in-law and employee. Jeremy was such a blessed fool.

After the small talks, Tiffany suggested, "Miss Ramsay, I've got four sets of suits for you. Now, please come to the dressing room with me."

"Okay." No sooner had Amelia finished that did she heard a bang as someone knocked open the door of the office.

The four inside were all caught off guard.

After seeing who had come, Tiffany rushed forward and reached out to hold still the thin woman storming in. "Valerie, didn't you just have an operation on your appendix? Why don't you have a rest in the hospital? What are you doing here?"

Valerie, with a pale face and hollow cheeks, anxiously grabbed Tiffany's hands with tears in her eyes. "Tiffany, I heard from my colleagues that you had gotten someone else to take my place for the cover of ou magazines. So I hurried back to the company! You see, I am fine now. Would you... give me another chance and let me do it?" "Well..." Tiffany hesitated.

The truth was that Valerie was more famous in the fashion industry than Amelia. Besides, Valerie was the top model of the Scarlet. Now that she was here asking for another chance while she was still ill, it would be too cold-blooded to refuse her.

If it had happened before today, Tiffany would have dismissed Amelia by some random excuses and reinstated Valerie.

But the problem now was that Amelia had a powerful supporter.

If they fired Amelia in front of Patrick, wouldn't it look like they were defying him?

What should she do? Tiffany was in a dilemma.

At this time, Jeremy, who had been silent, offered, "How about this? Since we have four sets of clothing, we give them two each." Tiffany's eyes lit up before she was troubled again, "But how about the proportion of the cover? How do we divide it?"

Jeremy answered with disdain, "Split in half. Are you terrible at math?"

Tiffany was at a loss for words.

Jeremy did not forget to ask for Amelia's opinion. "Miss Ramsay, would you accept that?"

Amelia asked, "What about the payment listed on the contract?"

"It's the same!" Jeremy said firmly.

"Okay!" Amelia was overjoyed. Since she could get the same amount of money with a helper taking half of her responsibility, she would be a fool to reject the offer. Tiffany was silent. She attached more importance to relationships. Valerie had been working for her for years while Amelia was here only for a part-time job.

To tell the truth, she would never have agreed with the idea of splitting their specially designed clothes and magazine cover.

And surprisingly, Valerie and Tiffany were of the same mind. It would be acceptable if Amelia had been a famous, experienced model in the industry, but she was just an online celebrity who was becoming less and less popular. How could she take half of Tiffany's resources?

Valerie said, her feelings written on her face, "Mr. Roland, Tiffany, I have always been the top model of the Scarlet. Just because I had an appendix operation, I have to share half of my career with an Internet celebrity after I come back? Don't you think you're too unfair to me? Let's make it clear. You could only pick one of us for this shooting!"

"Valerie!" Tiffany pinched Valerie's palm, signaling her not to be so stubborn.

But not only did Valerie refuse to give in, she even grew more presumptuous. "Tiffany, please talk to Mr. Roland for me! Everyone knows that you are the one in charge of the Scarlet. As long as it's your decision, Mr. Roland will listen to you!"

The office was not spacious. Besides, Valerie was emotional, and her voice was so loud, Jeremy heard all her words. No matter how slow he could be, he was a little angry now.

Jeremy was totally offended when Valerie claimed that Tiffany was the one in charge of the Scarlet. He scolded, "Valerie, I am the boss of Scarlet. The company does whatever I said! If you have a problem with that, the door is open, and you're free to go!"

Tiffany guessed that Valerie's brain might have been removed along with her appendix and said with slight disappointment, "Valerie, I'm sorry. I can't help you this time."

Valerie gritted her teeth and backed off a little. "Mr. Roland, I shouldn't have said that. Please don't take it personally... After all, this magazine will be sold overseas, and I did look forward to it for so long." Jeremy put on a sullen face and said nothing, ignoring her.

Valerie had no choice but to compromise, "Well then... I'll follow with your arrangement and work with Miss Ramsay!"

Tiffany let out a sigh of relief, telling herself that it couldn't have been better, and turned around to wink at Jeremy.

Jeremy coughed and said, "Well, good! Tiffany, please take them to the dressing room and distribute the four sets of clothes of 'spring, summer, autumn, and winter' according to their appearances and temperament."