Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 1146

Patrick replied in an unrushed tone, "I can give you the sedative. As for the medical team, I can definitely command them to stay."

Excitedly, Amelia asked, "Is that true?!"

However, Patrick changed the topic and added, "But will you dare retrieve it?"

"I will." For George's sake, Amelia would undoubtedly charge into the face of extreme danger for him.

Patrick clapped his hands. "Amazing!"

Amelia could not wait and asked, "Tell me then, where should I go to collect the sedative?"

"At 10p.m. tonight, Jade Hotel, room 404. As long as you do well, I'll not only pass the sedative to you, but also undergo the plan to develop the antidote at the same time. By the way, here's the access card of the room in Jade Hotel."

While speaking, Patrick fished out his wallet from the inner pocket of his suit. He then took out a hard diamond-inlaid card from the interlayer of his wallet and placed it below Amelia's eyes.

Patrick already had a plan for all of this!

Amelia's eyes widened in shock. She stared at the room card with a hesitant expression, "Why is it not to the Land of Fragrance, but to the hotel instead?"

Amelia had some impression of the Jade Hotel. She had previously heard that some politicians and wealthy businessmen liked to keep their lovers there. Although it was labelled as a hotel, it was actually no different from a high-rise residence.

Upon hearing this, Patrick answered naturally, "The Land of Fragrance is my personal residence. Do you think that I will let anyone in just like that?"

Amelia became so embarrassed and pale as if she had been slapped in the face. "I understand... But I heard that the Jade Hotel isn't exactly clean..."

Contemplatively, Patrick explained, "The Jade Hotel is one of the top best hotels in Northville. It has a whole set of service systems, so you don't have to worry about it being unclean."

"I'm not literally saying that it's not a clean place!" Amelia retorted, "I mean, the Jade Hotel seems to be a gathering place for elite mistresses... We just got divorced and now we appear as a couple there. If we were seen by others, and if word was spread out, wouldn't I become your..."

Patrick glanced at her coldly and said, "You'll become my?"

Amelia, with a voice that could not be any softer, muttered, "Your mistress..."

"My mistress?" Patrick paused for a second and chuckled.

angry that she glared at him. "What

and sounded, "Please don't tarnish the name of a 'mistress', Director Ramsay. I don't have plans to keep a mistress,

herself with Patrick. Although she stood there absolutely dejected and depressed,

voice sounded again, "Director Ramsay, you look so pale. Could

suddenly came to her senses

to me. I'm not someone who will force others." Patrick smiled as if he was determined

She had to

her hand,

a smile on his face,

was only the first step in his revenge on

Family much disgrace. In the future, he would definitely repay her

the pretty little face in front of him, Patrick thought of the conversation between Amelia and Sawyer just now as if there was no one else present. He could

her handbag that was placed aside. After putting the room card in it, she

that we've reached an agreement?" With just one sentence, Patrick froze her

at him in confusion

you remember what brother told you

her lips naturally and corrected

Mr. Owen? She would not be addressing him as 'brother' anymore? That was good as well, he was

time, "Mr. Owen mentioned that

slightly, and then pretended to be indifferent and questioned, "So, what

Amelia twisted her fingers. After a moment, she asked what Patrick's intention was, "Do you want me to

at her, "That's your business. Why are

was there to

that she would be able to sever all ties with

him with pity, "Because I'm just a casual person. Do you think someone like me is qualified to meet Gramps

"You're not qualified! But, you made my grandfather experience high blood pressure, so you must go to him and atone for it! That's it, enough talking! You're

s

into thin air, he reached out and grabbed her

him a look and informed plainly, "I can go with you, but could you not use so much force

a stab of pain in his heart, and he subconsciously let go of

softly, "Thank you Mr. Hopper, for your

"I'm not being understanding! I'm just afraid