Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 458

"Those troubles you mentioned...are you referring to those directors who are waiting for a chance to cause trouble?"

Patrick nodded. "Daniel is the vice-chairperson of the Apex Construction Corporation. In short term, his ability and prestige won't be questioned by anyone. Furthermore, he's the future member of The Ramsay Family. Apart from you and Brittany, there's no one else who can take his place. However, both of you aren't interested in doing this, so you're not even qualified to be a candidate."

Amelia said with a trembling voice, "So, Alice chose to endure it because Apex Construction Corporation can't be without Daniel now. Once he leaves, the directors will try and split up the company?" "Well, it's not necessarily the case. It could be that another person would be elected too. But it's very likely that this person would not be from The Ramsay Family." After saying that, Patrick looked at her. Alice would rather sacrifice the happiness of Brittany just to hold the company set up by George in the hands of The Ramsay Family? Amelia was confused.

At this time, Patrick said, "Alice is really soft, but it doesn't mean that she is as brainless as Brittany. I've just fought with Daniel just now, if it was Brittany, she would definitely want an explanation. But Alice immediately stopped and changed the topic. It's wrong if you say she wasn't suspecting something. It's just she decided to turn a blind eye to it. The decision she made in that split seconds was a test to her mind."

After hearing this, Amelia said, "In that case, I have to help Alice! I can't let her fight alone!"

Patrick's expression was complicated as he pressed all his fingers on his forehead. He knew that Daniel was up to no good but he could only let him in as he had failed to have leverage. This made him really uncomfortable!

In the convenience store.

Amelia stood in front of the counter, she pointed to the shelf behind the cashier and said, "Hello, give me a box of plasters."

"Sure." The cashier turned around and brought back a box of transparent and waterproof plasters. She put it in front of Amelia, "Is this fine for you?"

"That's fine." Amelia smiled as she reached out her hand to pay.

After buying the plasters, Amelia pushed open the glass door of the convenience store and went into a Lamborghini parked beside the road.

Glancing at Patrick's expressionless face, Amelia shook the plasters in her hand and said, "Turn your face over. I'll stop the bleeding for you."

Patrick gave her a side glance. "Didn't you got off the car to buy some water?"

"If I didn't say so. Would you let me out of the car?" Amelia paused for a moment and she deliberately mimicked his disdainful tone. "You'll definitely say in a cool tone, 'Why would I need plasters for wounds like this? Sissy!""

He held his breath and thought, "This girl is getting bolder and bolder. How would she dared to mock me?"

But deep inside, Patrick's was full of tenderness that he could not explain. He turned his handsome face to her and said, "Put it on then."

Amelia stared at him with her eyes wide opened. She did not expect him to be so "obedient"!

Although it was not appropriate to use this word to describe him, however, the feeling he gave her at this moment was exactly like this.

Being stared boldly at by Amelia, Patrick scowled at her and said angrily, "Are you going to help me or not?" "Of course!" Amelia answered without hesitation. She tore through the packaging of the adhesive bandage and was about to put it on when she suddenly stopped. "Wait! If I stick it on like this, the adhesive bandage will cover your mouth. How you gonna have lunch like this?"

Patrick glared at her and said, "Can't I take it off if I wanted to eat?"

Amelia immediately came to her sense. "Mr. Hopper, you are so clever!"

It was clear that she was sometimes so muddle-headed that she drove people crazy.

After decently wrapping his wounds, Amelia took a step back. After examining him, she said, "You're still as unrestrained as before."

Glancing at himself in the rearview mirror, Patrick frowned and thought that it was so "stupid". If the bandage was not transparent, he would tear it off at any cost.

"And, Mr. Hopper..." Amelia's laughter faded and she became melancholy. "In the future, can you stop getting hurt because of me?"

Patrick replied awkwardly, "Who said I'm doing this for you? I'm doing this for myself!" "For yourself?" Amelia asked.

"That guy dares to take advantage of you, which proves that my prestige in his heart isn't strong enough. If I don't beat him up, he will definitely harass you again in the future." Amelia was speechless. Was not it for her after all?

If Patrick could stop being stubborn for one day, he would surely be more likeable.

In the veterinary center.

Amelia, who had just got down the car went to Patrick's side immediately. She put her arms around his right arm and said eagerly, "Let's go in quickly!"

He looked down at his own arm and found that she was getting more and more skilled in doing this.

Patrick smiled and said in a good mood, "Sure, let's go."

Fabian's clinic seemed to be a little more lively compared to yesterday. The deeper Amelia walked in, the clearer she could hear the dog's energetic bark.

"This voice..." A happy expression appeared on Amelia's face but soon it faded off completely.

Noticing the unusual expression on her face, Patrick asked, "What's wrong?"

Amelia said gloomily, "This isn't Rick's voice. It seems that Dr. Lawson has other "patients" here too."

Sure enough, when she saw a Chihuahua around Fabian, Amelia knew that she was right.

Fabian, who was reading a medical book, looked up when he heard noises. When he saw them, he stood up quickly, "Please sit down!"

Amelia and Patrick each picked a chair and sat down. The white Chihuahua stared at them for a while and then it came over to sniff their shoes. It seems like it was trying to identify their smell. Fabian's expression changed when he saw Patrick frowning. "Amelia, come here!"

When she heard the name of the Chihuahua, Amelia was in a trance for a second. She wanted Fabian to change the name of the dog but she thought it was too bossy, so she gave up the idea. With a slight cough, Amelia looked at Fabian, "Mr. Lawson, is this the puppy you have rescued?"

Seeing that "Amelia" kept running around Patrick, regardless of his order. Fabian was secretly anxious as he feared that Patrick would kick it away impatiently.

Noticing that Fabian had been staring at Patrick, Amelia could not help wondering if he had a strange hobby. "Doctor Lawson, is something wrong?"

"Hmm?" Fabian reacted and showed a professional attitude, "Miss Ramsay, what did you ask me just

now?"

Amelia felt helpless and repeated her question.

Fabian showed a serious expression, "Yes, that's it. I was bored while staying in the clinic alone, so I went back home last night and took it over."