Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

"If she's such a perfect candidate for you, why don't you take her as your secretary? I'm more than willing to take yours in return!"

Patrick was amused by her words, "There's no need."

"Humph." Amelia snorted, "You have not realize that you're lucky enough to have such a capable secretary. It's her loss to have you as her boss!"

"Oh no, you get the whole concept wrong. Don't you know that it's the boss who shapes the quality of his employees? Hence, only a capable boss can train his employees to be equipped with topnotch quality..."

"What do you mean?" Amelia slammed the mouse pad in a furry.

She was aware that the mouse pad was soft in nature after all. Hence, through slamming on it, not only that she would not feel pain at all, she was able to vent

her anger.

Staring at her hand, Patrick squinted, "If you wish to frighten me, it'd be more effective if you slam your desk."

His words seemed to have caught Amelia off guard.

"Let me show you. Like this way." With that said,

Patrick gave a forceful punch on her electronic notepad.

In an instant, the screen of her electronic notepad went into a blackout.

"Or like this." Followingly, Patrick smashed her table lamp.

The sound of glass shattering.

Followed by Patrick's strength inflicted onto the lamp, the lamp hit right onto the window and fell outside of the balcony as soon as the glass of the window was shattered.

Amelia could feel her heart sinking at the sight of the destruction caused by Patrick.

Before she had a total breakdown, she shouted at Patrick with her expression stern, "Kick this if you want."

Patrick shot a glance at her before he said, "What is that?"

Amelia pointed at the thing right next to her feet as she replied, "My safe."

It was needless to describe the material used to make up a safe. It was known to

be impenetrable to bullets, let alone a kick regardless of how forceful it was.

Patrick went into silence upon staring at the safe.

Amelia was overjoyed for sending him into a dilemma. She gloated, "I dare you to kick it!"

"You honestly think that I dare not to?"

"Kick it if you dare!"

His words were followed by a noise of metal clattering.

To her surprise, Patrick had indeed kicked on the safe!

However, instead of kicking on the wall of the safe, his foot landed on the padlock of the safe.

the padlock being struck, Amelia could feel an inner voice of her screaming at

as when she came back to her senses, she immediately knelt down in front of the safe. Having in mind that it was possible for Patrick to peek at her passcode, she covered it with one hand before she entered the correct passcode to the padlock. In the next second, she was

the padlock is not

could not help but heave

up at Patrick with anger burning in her eyes

your mind?!"

dared me into kicking

would listen and

to my own wife the first criteria to be called a good

could feel her chest exploding with anger at his indifferent

he asked with his eyes narrowed, "When will you stop

warned him not to infringe her autonomy to

at the next thought, she soon realized that she was not pleased at the idea of kneeling in front of the man whom

my phone cable, caused a blackout on the screen of my notepad and

the second one." Patrick

loss right? Fine, give

you plan to do after I return

charge and ask them how much all these things

of."

an amount and I'll give

gradually. She could tell that he was not

you stop asking money

I just want you to

My toe is swollen after I gave a forceful kick at your safe. I don't

"You must be lying!"

legs and placed them on her desk before he continued, "However, I will need you to

at the sight of this as she howled,

placed his legs back

"Aren't you the one who claimed that your

that the security team had

their experience with Kaiden the

to look for ways to call for help. I'll leave

problem is how long are you going to stay

finally bring

you want from

want to have

"But..."

going to say that you're not free

if he could actually

as he continued, "It doesn't matter if you don't time to go

while one seemed completely enjoyed with the food, the other one found no appetite at the sight of the food in front

occasions, Amelia could not help glancing at the meal that Patrick was having. Despite the fact that he was munching all the time,

not eating at all. After all, Patrick clearly was chewing something

urging him, "Eh, can you speed up eating? If possible I would like to take a

his eyebrows

was the one who complained that she had not had time at all? I didn't know that a short nap is also listed in your schedule to make yourself think you're busy."

he had just exposed her, she

sitting on my couch and having my meal. You don't have any right to make fun

about you? You're living in my house and using everything I provided.

you forget that I do