Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 835

Faced with Amelia's cautiousness against him, a trace of imperceptible surprise flashed across Mr. Zouch's young and attractive face.

The next second, he drunkenly leaned against his assistant and gave Amelia a thumbs-up, saying, "President Ramsay... Since you said so, then I'll do what you say! To be honest... I appreciate your kind of frankness and sincerity the most! I'm sorry... I ate a little too much, so I'm hiccuping..."

F*ck!

Amelia and the others' faces fell dark as ink. Just how much wine and meat did Mr. Zouch have? The smell was so bad!

The assistant felt extremely humiliated. After apologizing to Amelia, he was keen to send his boss back home as quickly as possible.

Amelia said timely, "Let Uncle Tucker send you both on your way."

The merchant was hugging the assistant with his entire weight, and the assistant's thin and small frame was finding it hard to support him. So, the assistant nodded and said, "Okay! Thank you so much!" "President Ramsay, you can come with us." Jonathan glanced at Amelia. He had noticed that it was inconvenient for her to come and go recently.

Amelia wanted to refuse, but Audrey said it was not safe for a woman to walk alone at night and strongly suggested Amelia to go with them.

Seeing Audrey getting so concerned for her, just like Doris, whom she met back then in Roxxon Corporation, Amelia felt a warmth spreading in her heart. Naturally, Amelia swallowed that refusal that was on the tip of her tongue and replied, "Okay."

The group of five left the room and the restaurant, headed straight to Jonathan's limousine van.

After the five of them got in the car, Jonathan first sent Mr. Zouch back to the hotel he stayed at.

looks from the assistant, Mr. Zouch insisted on striking up a chat with

consisted only of Mr. Zouch spewing his own thoughts while Amelia's attention

a vague 'hmm'. Her curled and luscious eyelashes cast a shadow on her face under the

stupor at Amelia as if he was studying a specimen. She had a dead still temperament,

For such a boring woman like her, 'Quartley' was probably only

she was being studied because right this moment,

of the five-star hotel. He turned around and said

Coupled with his long limbs and large movement span, his left hand and foot touched Amelia despite the van being spader than regular

did not discern any distracting look from his eyes. This was also the reason why she was able to endure him this

slowly retracted his hands and feet, wafting a breath stank of alcohol to Amelia when he said to her, "President Ramsay, I look forward to...the next time we meet..." Amelia held back the urge to turn her head away from him and forced a smile onto her

she asked Mr. Zouch's assistant out of good etiquette, "Do

sprout-like body could withstand the

anything, only

the name tags they wore on their chest and

Ramsay, you don't have to send us off any further. Well leave from here." "Alright," Amelia

the car, Amelia immediately said to

at Amelia curiously through the rearview mirror. With her thoughtfulness, she normally would not leave until she watched her client

hands and feet continued to

go of the brake, turned the steering wheel, and the luxury five-star hotel was left