Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Patrick scanning Amelia from her bosoms, her waist, then to her bottom, she was classy, elegant while not sleazy and altogether absolutely flawless. Yet Patrick only praised his own fashion sense and walked to the checkout.

Amelia gently requested the shop assistant to cut off all of the price tags on her new clothes and pack up the old ones.

Once they left the shop, Patrick drove her to a spa salon.

Once they walked in, having dazzling charm with a luxurious race car behind him, Patrick caught the eyes of almost all the other female customers in wonder.

Patrick got on his eyes fixed on one of the markup rooms, with a stunning stylist inside waiting for a while.

Seeing him come in, a familiar voice greeted Patrick, "Hi!" Alisa Evans then turned to Amelia with an interest, "Name's Alisa. Nice to meet you!"

"I'm Amelia Ramsay."

Patrick introduced Alisa to Amelia casually, "This is one of my sister-in-law's shops. Alisa is her business partner. Whenever there is an event any of us in the family needs to go, he is our go-to stylist." After a pause, Patrick turned to Alisa, "She is all yours. I'm gonna go out for a smoke."

"You got it, hon!," said Alisa with a smile.

To start with, Amelia had to take off her hairband and let her hair down. Alisa felt her hair and commented, "Miss Ramsay's hair is fabulous! Soft like a kitten!"

Amelia said modestly, "Why, thank you."

Alisa suggested, "I planned to design a wavy bob to match the shape of your face. But let's not ruin such beautiful hair."

Truth be told, Amelia did not really have a choice.

with his fingers and worked his magic on Amelia's hair. His

who could

asked, "Who was

am sorry. It's not for

please take a look." Alisa called Patrick back into the

was accompanied by Alisa. Leaning against the wall, Patrick, who was smoking, squinted to try to observe her

eyes on so many beautiful women he could not keep count. But once he laid eyes on the

at."

his head slightly and denied, "No, I

In the Hopper villa.

parked in the outer yard. And Patrick and

brother Owen and his wife, and Florence were all sitting in the

up at the

face. Standing next to Patrick whose face

her chair when she saw Amelia, in a flash Florence appeared in front

her sister-in-law's gaze all over her body, she couldn't help but take a step back. "Um...

routine to have such great skin? Where did you buy

with questions, Amelia gently rub her face with the back of her right hand, confirming

mind your manners." Owen, as the eldest son, cut in

Amelia.

Florence

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