Chapter 465

After a while, Ryan made an "OK" gesture to her, only then Amelia came to Patrick side and said with a smile, "Mr. Hopper, I've found the perfect place to stay. Do you want to come with me?" "Go with you?" Patrick sounded slightly confused. Shouldn't they be separated? He did not think they were so good that others would immediately give them a tent upon meeting them.

Under Amelia's smiling face, there was a hint of uneasiness. She stretched out her hand and pointed towards a shelter. Her eyes flickered, "When I passed by, I heard several young lads calling my name, saying that they were my fans. After hearing about our situation, they are willing to squeeze themselves in two tents and give us an empty one. I think there is no better option than this, so I came to call you over!"

Since Patrick reached the top, he had not seen Ryan once, so he did not doubt the authenticity of Amelia's words. He said, "Lead the way then."

"Okay!" Amelia turned around happily, suddenly she heard Patrick saying, "Which tent are your fans staying in? I'll have to thank them face to face."

Amelia went silent for a while and turned around to

stop him. "You don't have to do that."

Patrick said emotionlessly, "This is basic manners."

Amelia's adorable face froze and thought, "What kind of courtesy do you care about? If they let you stay, you stay. No one cares about your gratitude! If I was exposed, I will be sent to hell immediately!" After her soundless complaint, Amelia led the way listlessly, as if all her energy had been drained away.

Fortunately for her, people are wiser when they were older. When she heard the voices of "Goddess, please give me your signature", "Goddess, please take a photo with me", Amelia knew that Ryan had already came to an agreement with the six of them behind her back.

But Ryan knew Amelia too well, didn't he? He even knew what excuse she was going to use to fool Patrick!

Patrick, who was kept in the dark, opened his mouth to express his gratitude to the six of them.

eyes, the six men

that they did not know Patrick. The battle between Roxxon and their wine factory was

Mr. Quartley did not teach Patrick a lesson when he had the advantage. There were supposed to be rivals back then but now, he voluntarily handed over his tent to the

they were not allowed to provoke Patrick, so they had to suppress their gloating in their

tone became as light as before.

anything. They then went into the tent that was prepared for

relief and then discussed heatedly among themselves, "They've finally got in! I was

have to compromise for the guy who

would only threaten our job but if we didn't give him the tent, we

never guess what Mr. Quartley is thinking. We won't be able to figure

that temporarily belonged to the two of them. When she raised her head, Patrick was right in front of her. Since he came in, his eyebrows had never stretched. It

soft voice. "I know that you're not used to this kind of environment. Well just have to stay for one night.

of Amelia. "It's not that I'm not used to the environment here. I just can't get

heart was

at my side. As long as it's my personal item, it is

always been cold but as she spoke, warmth rose in his eyes. His wife...

We still have to wake up

he was about to lie down, he touched a hard

it with confusion and an identity card came into his sight, on which there were the names and positions of the staff. But these were not the

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