Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 886

After saying that, Charles started to leave again.

Amelia shouted nervously, "Mr. Sullivan, please hold on. I don't want a Ferrari anymore!"

Charles once again stopped moving. He bent his legs and looked at Amelia, saying, "Amelia, what do you want actually? I'm almost confused."

Amelia did not know what to say. Perfecting a lie seemed a hundred times harder than telling a lie.

Patrick added, "Charles, don't you understand? Why did she reject the Audi you sent? It's because she has a higher goal. Don't think you look stingy if you don't take the initiative now?"

Charles circled his index finger around his temple, felt defeated while could not admire Patrick too, "Patrick, your intelligence is really outstanding among us. Brilliant! Let's go, we're setting off now!"

With tears in her eyes, Amelia tried to persuade them to stay. "No... The Audi QQ is really great! I'm just head of a small company. Why do I need a Ferrari? When the employees see me driving a Ferrari, they will think that I'm rich and want to get a promotion or a raise. Then, what should I do? Mr. Sullivan, Mr. Hopper, please understand my

difficulties, okay?"

Charles asked sympathetically, "It turns out that you are facing a financial problem."

It looked like...they had been moved by her words.

Amelia seized the opportunity and nodded vigorously, "Yes, it's very difficult. With my current financial strength, I can't afford to drive a Ferrari at all."

Charles said, "Since you are having financial difficulties, then you shouldn't turn down the Audi QQ that I sent you."

Amelia was left speechless again.

Patrick, who was sitting on a chair, placed his hand against his lips and smiled as he looked at his wife's face

In the end, Amelia received the Audi QQ.

Although it was not something that she wanted...

She did not even set the trap, and the prey ran towards her. If she refused to accept it, the prey would get back at her.

Just like last time, the tasks of installing the license plates were all assigned to the 4S shop by Patrick.

After that, he made the exit from the 4S shop with Amelia as Charles said, "Please come again!"

In the car, Patrick, who heard Amelia's endless sigh, slowed down and glanced at her. "What's wrong with you?"

Amelia could only reply 'nothing'. No one would understand her sadness.

Patrick could make sense of it, but the more he understood, the angrier he became.

Amelia was the woman he wanted to dote on the most for the time being, but she did not appreciate it at all.

"Amelia." He suddenly called her and wanted to have a talk with her.

"Okay, don't say anything, let me catch a few winks for a while." However, Amelia refused to hear it.

Patrick watched her turned her body with her face facing the window. He could not tell whether she was really sleepy.

He expressionlessly withdrew his gaze, but there was an inner voice telling him that was just faking.

Facing him sideways, Amelia thought with a hint of alienation in her eyes. "Patrick, when will you be honest with me?"

When they stopped at a red light, Patrick suddenly received a phone call saying that someone was making trouble in Royal Joy Club.

He asked, "Who are they?"

The manager hemmed and hawed before saying, "A young man. Some of his family is working for the government, and he is also one of our regular visitors. Every time he comes, he basically comes with a group of his friends. For us, he is also a VIP. The new girl is still immature. She accidentally kicked his vital part..."

Patrick asked, "Did you pay for the medical expenses?"

The manager said, "Well...he doesn't want it!"

Patrick asked, "What does he want?"

The manager responded, "He asked us to give the girl to them, and they will give us back after they have enough fun with her. If we refuse to give her to him, he will send someone to spot check on us."

"He has some people in the government? Ask him to do it as he pleases." A murderous look appeared in Patrick's eyes. He was prepared to either trivialize or ignore it, but he did not expect that the other party to be so arrogant. There was nothing else he could say.

In the next second, the manager panicked and said, "No... Mr. Hopper! It's obvious that they are going to snatch our people! What... What should we do now?" Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Patrick's face darkened. He did not want his men to risk their lives. After all, not everyone could afford to offend a toff with a strong background.

Looking up at the surrounding environment, he found that Royal Joy Club was actually not out of his way. Patrick then ordered, "Please calm down first, I'll be there right away."

The manager heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Alright..."

Amelia, who had been facing Patrick sideways, perked up her ears and listened to his conversation. It seemed that he was in trouble? No way. Who else in the Northville could cause trouble for him?

Patrick put his phone away and glanced at Amelia subconsciously. He did not see any reaction from her, so he pretended that she was asleep.

According to the manager on the phone, it was no doubt an urgent matter.

In order to avoid fatalities, Patrick decided not to send Amelia home first and rush over at the fastest speed.

At Royal Joy Club.

As soon as Patrick parked the car, Amelia saw the sparkling sign of the nightclub above her head and the LED lamp on the sign. The sign kept flashing as if it was afraid of being missed by others.

Patrick and his two buddies really acted ostentatiously and arrogantly. They were running a brothel like a normal hotel. Wasn't they afraid of being investigated by the government?

Well... How could she forget that Patrick was under the protection of Old Mr. Howard Hopper? As one of the supreme leaders in the Central Plains, there were countless government officials who had been promoted by Old Mr. Hopper. How could they dare to lay a finger on Hopper's grandson?

While Amelia's mind was wandering, a pair of hands suddenly crossed her chest. She was shocked!

When she took a closer look, it turned out that Patrick was helping her unfasten her seat belt. He was afraid that the bounced seat belt would hit her, so he placed his arm in front of her body.

She would have been very touched by his thoughtfulness if it had happened in the past. But when she thought that he hid something from her, and this concealment was probably related to Sissi, she became cold-hearted again.

"You're awake?" Patrick was very close to Amelia. Her eyes under the long eyelashes and her cold face were all captured by his eyes.

Since she had been caught, Amelia simply said, "Take your hand away."

Patrick chuckled and pressed it against her on purpose. Amelia was so angry that she gritted her teeth. He said placidly, "They're sagging."

Amelia was startled.