Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 99

Amelia's eyes slowly turned to him and satisfied with the Hobart's dispirit. She said, "Mr. Smith, any new arrival? Just give me."

Before Hobart could say anything, the tall beauty took a step forward jealously, blocking his sight and complained, "Darling, aren't we leaving yet? I feel so tired for standing for long."

Hobart was tempted by the cunningness in Amelia's eyes, but he could only leave helplessly, "Okay, okay...'

The moment Hobart left, a hint of viciousness flashed across the tall beauty's eyes. She raised her hand and slapped on Amelia's face.

Feeling the aggression, Amelia raised her arm to block it reflexively. Even so, because they were too close to each other, the back of her hand was actually scratched, with five lines red marks left. She let out a muffled groan.

Hobart looked back subconsciously, but was blocked by the beauty, who said, "Darling, let's go to the jewellery shop."

Hobart withdrew his gaze and the tall beauty took the opportunity to cast a glance at Amelia like a warning but arrogance. "Ms. Amelia, are you... okay?" Looking at the the back of Amelia's hand, which was almost bleeding, Zoey asked nervously. Amelia blew her hand and smiled, saying, "No worries. Let me have the sales report for this month."

In the President's office of Roxxon.

The secretary knocked on the door and pushed the door open, telling Mr. Hopper that there was a Japanese partner wanting to see him.

Patrick turned to Maryanne and said, "Miss Maryanne, let the secretary to see you off."

But Maryanne walked to Patrick and grabbed his right arm with some reluctance and said, "No, my brother is shopping with in the department store and it would be boring for me to wait for them alone in the car."

Patrick didn't care about that and said, "But I have some work..."

Maryanne stared at Patrick's handsome face, unwilling to move away and said, "Just work on them. I'm sitting there and I won't disturb you."

The secretary coughed and said, "Hmm, Mr. Hopper..."

Maryanne was still young and had been spoiled by Hobart as a princess. Seeing the secretary hum a few times like a fly, she flared up, "What's wrong with you? Why do you interrupt me? Get out, I don't want to see you!"

"..." The secretary's mouth twitched, and waited for Patrick's order.

Patrick said in a low voice, "Invite the guests in." The secretary agreed and left quickly.

Mills was a partner of Roxxon, and even Patrick didn't dare to offend her, not to mention the secretary.

When the Japanese guests walked into the office, the secretary remembered that she hadn't served them coffee yet. When she was hesitating whether she should go in, she suddenly thought up someone.

Ten minutes later-

Seeing Amelia coming, the secretary's eyes lit up. She quickly put the coffee into Amelia's hand and said, "Ms. Amelia Ramsay, do me favour, please."

Confused, Amelia asked, "Why me?"

The secretary said gloomily, "I have no other option. Except me, no one at Roxxon comes to see Mr. Hopper more frequently than you."

Amelia did not know what to say. If she had known that the secretary called her for this matter, she wouldn't have come up at all.

She guessed Maryanne must have been in the office.

But the secretary said, "This cup of coffee is for the Japanese guest, and then you can come out."

A Japanese...

Could it be that Maryanne had already left?

Confused and doubtful, Amelia looked inside from the glass and saw Patrick talking with a man with Asian face.

Sitting on another sofa, Maryanne crossed her legs and read the newspaper, looking impatient.

Amelia walked in quietly and no one noticed her.

When Amelia left the coffee on the table, Patrick glanced at her inadvertently, but didn't say anything. He just gave her a hint with his eyes that she could leave. Amelia understood what he meant. Just as she was about to open the door, Maryanne suddenly said, "Hmm, I've finished my orange juice. Serve me another one."

Amelia had no choice but to turn around and half squatted down to take the cup from Maryanne's hand. But at this time, Maryanne suddenly let go of it, and the tea splashed on Maryanne's gorgeous dress. Maryanne seized the opportunity to vent her anger, grabbing Amelia's wrist rudely with her right hand and tugged at the small yellow stain on her chest with her left hand, shouting, "How did you serve the guests? This stain couldn't be removed at all! Compensate to me!"

Maryanne didn't always like Amelia, so she found it was a good opportunity. She was going to punish her!

When Patrick turned to look at At the same time, he saw that Amelia's hand, which was pulled high by Maryanne, came into his sight. The mottled marks on it were all scratches. Seeing this, his face turned cold.

When the Japanese guest saw that incident, he smiled and stood up to leave.

Then Patrick immediately stepped forward and ordered Maryanne to let go of Amelia.

Maryanne got annoyed and complained, "Patrick, look! She ruined my dress and how can I wear it anymore? It's worth of $5,000!"

Staring at Maryanne coldly for a few seconds, Patrick said, "Miss Maryanne, even if my employee accidentally messed up your dress, you shouldn't have hit her."

At this time, Maryanne noticed the red marks on Amelia's hand and couldn't help gloating, "I didn't hit her. I think she was taught a lesson because she seduced others' boyfriend or husband. This injury was obviously caused by a woman's nails."

Patrick was even more displeased and said, "Miss Maryanne, please behave yourself."

Maryanne's face was full of disbelief and said, "Patrick, are you doing this for her? Believe it or not..."

"Believe it or not, ask your brother to terminate the business with Roxxon?"

Patrick said what Maryanne had wanted to say, pointing outside the door with his index finger and said, "I hate being threatened. Miss Maryanne, just go ahead!"

Amelia pressed Patrick's index fingertip down without showing any emotion and said, "Mr. Hopper, it's indeed none of Miss Maryanne's business that I'm injured. Don't blame her."

Maryanne glared at Amelia and said, "I don't need you to pretend to be nice!" Then, she yelled at Patrick, "Patrick, it's you who asked me to leave. Don't regret it!"

Patrick calmly said, "No, it's better you won't regret." After Maryanne ran away in anger, Patrick wanted to hold Amelia's hand, but she dodged him, saying, "Mr. Hopper, I gotta go to work." Patrick tightened his grip on his empty hand and thought if she was still angry with what happened last night?"