Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 976

Since Patrick's secretary wanted to display her loyalty to him, how could he brush off her good intentions?

"The key has always been kept by my secretary. If you need it so urgently, you can ask her for it."

Amelia was so angry that she laughed. She fished out her cell phone from her pocket, and dialed the secretary's number with the last glimmer of hope.

In the depths of Amelia's heart, the secretary was always a good person to her, as long as she could persuade her...

Upon hearing "hello" from the opposite end of the line, Amelia quickly snapped out of her thoughts and asked anxiously, "Ms. Secretary, where are you now?" "Hmm?" The secretary paused and replied, "I'm currently in the staff canteen. What's the matter, Madam Amelia?"

Amelia was incredulous that the culprit who had trapped her here had the audacity to ask what happened to her!

Amelia added on in a trembling voice, "Tell me, did you lock me in? Ms. Secretary, tell me the truth!"

The secretary denied, "No, I just closed the door gently. How could it be locked? It couldn't be..."

The secretary's voice sounded so innocent that Amelia's suspicion towards her momentarily lessened.

Amelia could not help but switch into a negotiating tone. "But I have been locked in somehow! I can't open it from the office! Ms. Secretary, do you know why?" The secretary answered, "Er...but Madam Ramsay, don't worry! Tell me, is Mr. Hopper with you now?"

"Yes..." Amelia replied powerlessly.

The secretary assured her happily, "Then you'll be alright! With Mr Hopper by your side to protect you, what's there to worry about?"

Amelia curled her lips. Patrick was extremely blunt in his words and he teased her without hesitation. She would be mad if this was considered to be a form of "protection"""!

While Amelia cursed silently, Patrick's secretary pressed on, "Madam Ramsay, you should be very clear by how far the staff canteen is from Mr. Hopper's office, right?"

"I've just been served the meal. Could you wait a little longer? Once I finish, I'll head back to check up on the problem regarding Mr. Hopper's office door." Upon hearing that, Amelia could only agree dejectedly and replied "Okay, sure."

The secretary asked again cautiously, "Well, I'll come later then?"

go enjoy your meal now... See you." Amelia hung up

Amelia's expression that she could never escape from his office, Patrick relaxed slightly and said, "I'm going to have lunch now. Do as you

was a strong

heard

for him to begin

returned to his big rectangular desk and glanced

to come over to have lunch with him, he could not help it but feel a little angry. Women were

understood by this moment that he

brought with his fingertips as he fished

Oh! Some are fried, some looks

the dishes and almost every one

all these dishes according to Amelia's and Patrick's favorite

dish, he

after 'gaining back his strength' from the food. Every time this happened, Patrick could not

any other woman more determined

haughty front, but he also knew that by doing so, this would only make her hate him

know how long it had been

standing there for long? He could not help but roared at her, "Just consider this as

a sudden relief in her

next second, Patrick saw her slowly turned

breathed a sigh of relief while his eyes unconsciously darted

wrapped perfectly around her knees, displaying a pair of straight and slender

see her forcing herself to

but at this moment, he had a sudden impulse

the intensity

that you should treat your

garage of Hopper Residence where Amelia seemed to maltreat her legs in order to protest against him. Amelia blurted out, "These legs belong

Patrick was still determined to win.

"You're so shameless!"