Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 382

As soon as the secretary left, worries appeared in Patrick's eyes. Were he and Amelia not suitable for each other? Why didn't he like any of the people she cared about? "Beep-"

The telephone rang, and Patrick pressed the handsfree button. The caller asked, "Mr. Hopper, I forgot to ask yesterday. How far do we need to push Dream before we stop?" Patrick lowered his head, his eyelashes leaving a shadow over his skin. "Until they go out of business."

The caller drew in a breath and said worriedly, "But such a way of marketing might result in dissatisfaction from other companies. Moreover, other drink companies sell their products at our stores, but the prices are slightly lower than their costs. Overtime, I'm afraid that our partners will lose money."

Patrick said casually, "Isn't that easy to solve? We buy all the liquor they had at the price they offer and sell them at a low price. This will just solve the problem of the shortage of stock we will be facing. Besides, if our partners are dissatisfied, you pay the gap. Roxxon is not short of money."

The caller wanted to say something back, but Patrick hung up the phone directly.

As soon as the caller pulled down the phone, the colleagues next to him asked urgently, "How about it? What did Mr. Hopper say?"

The caller explained Patrick's two decisions, and one of them exclaimed with shock. "Is he out of his mind?"

Someone speculated, "I heard that Mr. Hopper and Mr. Quartley's son had formed a grudge years ago. I'm afraid that Mr. Hopper has been holding back his anger and waiting for the day to get back at him!"

Someone else said, "Doing business is like fighting a war. It's not that I'm not confident in our Mr. Hopper, it's just that one would go downhill after reaching the top. I'm worried that Mr. Hopper is too young to fight against that astute and well-calculated Ryan."

Downstairs at Roxxon Corporation.

Seeing Howard's elegant back, Amelia ran over with her hands rubbing. She breathed out a mouthful of cold air and said, "Howard!"

Howard turned around, smiled at her, and pointed in a direction, indicating her to talk in the car.

Amelia nodded, got into the passenger's seat, and asked, bewildered, "Where is the driver who works for you?"

faded as he said, "Eve dismissed

"Why?"

the driver would take

it as a joke. But

I have my own hands and feet. Without the driver,

ask, "Don't you think

can't

Jocelyn? Otherwise, Eve won't let her

ruthless. If I stop staying with Jocelyn, I would not be helping her. If I'm with Jocelyn, Eve won't harm her because she needs to take me into consideration." Amelia thought for a while and felt

something for you." Howard grabbed a black bag from the backseat

thin, and she didn't

of affection in his eyes.

the bag and turned it upside down,

as the document fell. Having taken a look at Howard's and her name on the paper, and then at the number of money

asked Howard with her eyes widened, "What's

will with the help of my lawyer these two

by his words. "Howard, you are in good health.

relieved after handing you your share in advance." "But..." Looking at the one billion

don't be silly. Is there anyone in the world who thinks that he has too much money? What's more,

what I meant!" Amelia hurried to explain,

as he said deliberately, "Don't worry. I left Patrick the bigger