Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

At the same time, Milton, who was holding the meal, was so surprised, "The food in your company is good. No wonder there are so many people trying their best to work in Roxxon every year." Amelia said proudly, "In addition to food, the salary and holiday welfare here are awesome!"

Milton followed her words and said, "Yes, six days of traveling in Latvia even makes me want to work here."

"Madam Amelia Ramsay, Director Cook, what a coincidence." After receiving Patrick's instructions, the secretary stopped Amelia and Milton gracefully.

Amelia whispered to Milton, "Maybe you don't know her. She is the chief secretary in our company, a direct subordinate of Patrick."

Milton reached out his hand and shook hands with the secretary. He said hypocritically, "Nice to meet you!"

In fact, Milton was dissatisfied with the secretary so much, because she disturbed his conversation with Amelia.

The secretary ignored the impatience on Milton's face and said with a smile, "Mr. Hopper invites you to his table for meal. It's quiet there. He wants to talk about the advertising idea with Director Cook." This reason was completely irresistible!

Amelia glanced at Milton and said, "Go ahead."

The secretary still said with a smile, "Madam Amelia Ramsay, Mr. Hopper asks you to go there, too." "What?" Amelia was stunned with the food in her hand. Why did Patrick ask her to go there?

At the table, after Patrick asked his secretary to bring Amelia and Milton here, he was not in a hurry to talk. They had lunch quietly.

Suddenly, Milton said in pain, "Oh! The fish bone is so rough!"

Amelia turned her head and saw that the corner of Milton's mouth was punctured by the fish bone and was bleeding.

"Why are you so careless?" She took out a few pieces of tissues and handed to him.

Seeing that Milton was in a daze and didn't wipe the blood, Amelia had no choice but no wipe the blood for him in person.

"Oh..." Milton gulped in pain and looked at Amelia pitifully, "It hurts."

"Idiot! You always get hurt when you eat fishes since you're a child. It's said that people who eat fish are smart, but why are you still so stupid!" Amelia cursed, but her actions of wiping blood for Milton were very gentle.

"Ahem!" Seeing that Patrick turned unhappy again, the secretary could only give a dry cough to remind Amelia.

However, Amelia only cared about Milton and didn't pay attention to Patrick's eyes which gradually became sharp.

As for Milton, he felt so good, because Amelia was touching the corner of his mouth. Although she was wiping it with a piece of tissue, it could be regarded as a kind of touch.

Finally, Patrick couldn't stand it anymore. He raised his hand and grabbed Amelia's wrist, "Stop!"

"What?" Amelia's hand was grabbed by Patrick so she could not continue to stop the bleeding for Milton. She could only look at Patrick with confusion.

Patrick suppressed his anger and said, "His lip is just punctured. Do you need to wipe the blood for him like this? He looks like a delicate girl!"

Although Milton was ridiculed, he said with a smile, "Mr. Hopper, are you jealous of me?"

Patrick sneered and said, "Why should I be jealous of you? I sleep with her on the same bed every night!"

Hearing this, Milton couldn't smile anymore.

Amelia blushed and said coyly, "Patrick, if you say that again, I'm going to be angry!"

They were in the staff canteen, what if he was heard by others!

Patrick said with evil eyes, "So what if you get angry? I'm just telling the truth to Director Cook."

Milton said sharply, "The more affectionately you treat Amelia in front of me, the more I feel that you have a guilty conscience."

Patrick frowned, "What do you mean?"

"If you really love her, I can see that from your eyes or actions."

Patrick said with a faint smile, "Just like how she wiped your blood just now?"

Milton said in a proud tone, "Yes!"

"Milton!" Amelia growled, "Stop talking!"

Milton's words were so provocative, and Amelia did not want them to fight.

"Amelia, am I wrong? He never saves you in time when you have an accident." Milton couldn't stand Patrick for a long time.

"That's because you misunderstand him!" Amelia stared at Milton seriously and said word by word, "If you can't calm down, how can you continue to talk about the business? How can you explain to your boss when you go back to the company?"

Milton smiled bitterly. He forgot that he was here on behalf of the company to discuss the business, not to quarrel with Patrick.

In addition to Amelia's husband, Patrick's most important identity was the president of Roxxon Corporation!

Seeing that Milton did not speak, Amelia turned to Patrick, who had a cold face, and said, "Mr. Hopper, I apologize to you on behalf of Director Cook..."

"You?" Patrick interrupted her gloomily. He was really unhappy because Amelia was so eager to protect Milton!

"Amelia..." Milton wanted to stop Amelia. He was not afraid of Patrick!

However, Amelia set store by overall interests, "Milton is indeed impulsive. I promise that he will definitely complete the task brilliantly with this

momentum."

Patrick took a look at Amelia and said, "Okay, then I'm looking forward to Director Cook's advertising creative."

Amelia was stunned when she heard that. Patrick had always been narrow-minded, but he was magnanimous so this time.

The reason why Patrick didn't make things difficult for Milton was that the truly outstanding hunters would only hunt after their prey fell into a trap. Once Milton became his business partner, he would have plenty of chances to make things difficult for him in the future!

The lunch ended in a hostile atmosphere. Milton said goodbye to them and returned to his company.

Amelia let out a long sigh of relief. She didn't eat much during the meal, but she felt so uncomfortable.

"I'll go back first." She packed up the plate and was ready to leave.

Patrick said to her in a commanding manner, "Come to my office right now."

Amelia felt that Patrick would make things difficult for her, so she refused, "Well, I haven't finished my work yet."

Patrick stressed, "It's lunch break now."

He meant that she shouldn't work at this time!

In the president's office.

Amelia stood in front of Patrick nervously, waiting for him to speak.

It was not until her feet were sore that he asked in a deep voice, "How many years have you known Milton?"

Amelia blinked and said, "Why do you ask me this?"

Patrick raised his voice unhappily as he said, "As your husband, I can't even care about what kind of friend you have made?"

"All right, don't be so sensitive." Seeing that Patrick was not happy, Amelia said in a hurry, "Almost twenty years."