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.

the contemptuous looks from the assistant, Mr. Zouch insisted

Mr. Zouch spewing his own

'hmm'. Her curled and luscious eyelashes cast a shadow on

Zouch narrowed his eyes in a drunken stupor at Amelia as if he was studying a specimen. She had a dead still temperament, and most importantly, she was a married woman. He had

her, 'Quartley' was probably

being studied because right this moment, all of her thoughts had floated to think

after, Jonathan parked the car in front of the five-star hotel. He turned around

left hand and foot touched Amelia despite the van being spader than regular cars. Sensing this, Amelia

advantage of her, for Amelia did not discern any distracting look from his eyes. This was also the reason why she was able to endure him

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 face. "Mr. Zouch, please have a good rest after you get back

Mr. Zouch's assistant out

this assistant's bean sprout-like body could

anything, only pointing a finger out of

two men in black uniforms waiting outside the car respectfully. She glanced at the name tags they wore on their chest and realised they were the hotel staff. Amelia turned around and asked the assistant, "Do you mean

assistant nodded. Unlike Mr. Zouch's overenthusiasm towards her, the assistant was polite. "So, President Ramsay, you don't have to send us off any further. Well

the limp Mr. Zouch off the car, Amelia immediately said to

Amelia curiously through the rearview mirror. With her thoughtfulness, she normally would not leave until she watched her client safely arrive at the entrance of their residence. Why

his hands and feet continued to do

and the luxury five-star hotel was left behind