Chapter 365
Just when they were in disagreement, Patrick, who had been silent, spoke suddenly, "Well, stop arguing."
Everyone turned to Patrick, the final decision-maker. "What do you think, Mr. Hopper?"
Patrick's gaze sharpened gradually. "I mean, Roxxon will never cooperate with Limoncello of Dream, but | want
Roxxon to beat them in the sales of drinks!" "Well..." In the face of such a willful president, the directors
scratched their heads out of worries.
Patrick ordered, "From today on, all the drinks in Roxxon are on sale at half price. Did | make myself clear?"
All the directors looked dumbfounded. "Mr. Hopper, are you kidding us?"
Patrick said seriously, "Think about it. When everyone is driven to buy Roxxon's low-price drinks, who will be
interested in Limoncello of Dream?"
One of the directors licked his lips and said with difficulty, "I see. Mr. Hopper, you want to cannibalize our
opponent's market share by that. But such a way will also hurt our own interests to a large extent. It's not cost-
effective."
Patrick narrowed his eyes. "In terms of money, Roxxon has more than enough. We just need to see how long they
will last." "It is the right tfor the accumulated animosity between the Hoppers and the Quartleys to break
out!" Patrick thought.
At six o'clock in the afternoon.
"Goodbye, Amelia!"
"Goodbye."
After saying goodbye to her colleague, Amelia put away her belongings on her desk before she searched for the
address of a cake shop with her computer and drove there.
Half an hour later, Amelia parked the car at the door of Camry Cake. Welcomed by a handssalesman, she
pushed the door open and got off the car.
Amelia stood still and said politely, "Hello, I'm Amelia Ramsay. I've just made an appointment on the phone."
The handssalesman said gently, "Miss Ramsay, right? The seat is reserved for you. Please follow me."
"Okay," Amelia replied and followed the handsman into the baking room.
To tell the truth, this was the first tAmelia learned how to make a cake for someone. She was adequately
energized by the thought of the possibility that Patrick might be touched when he saw the cake. After finishing
the last step, the cake maker put Amelia's cake into the glass caband said, "Ms.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRamsay, we can keep the cake for you. When will you cto pick it up?"
Amelia thought for a moment before answering, "Probably tomorrow's dusk. About that time."
At eight o'clock in the evening, in the Land of Fragrance.
While Amelia was looking for the key at the door, she heard footsteps behind. Then she looked over her shoulder
and found Patrick.
Seeing each other, they were both a little surprised. It was understandable that Patrick chlate since he
was the president of the company with so many responsibilities. But as an employee, it was unusual for Amelia
to chthis late.
"Where have you been?" Patrick asked with a gloomy gaze.
Amelia hesitated. Could she just tell him that she went to the cake shop to make a cake for him? If so, there
wouldn't be any surprise.
"Oh, the sales department has a problem today. I've been discussing with my colleagues and have not been back
until now."
Patrick glanced at her and asked, "What problem?"
Amelia replied frustratedly, "The slow sales of Roxxon's drinks. We haven't cup with a good solution for the
tbeing. Could you give us a little more tto think it over?" Patrick said lightly, "No need. | have an idea."
"Huh?" Amelia looked radiant again. "What kind of idea? You're not going to work with Limoncello of Dream, are
you?"
Patrick asked with a dark face, "Do you think it's possible?"
Well, it was impossible. Amelia was somehow disappointed. She turned around and opened the door.
The moment she walked into the house, she was overwhelmed by the tense air. Looking inside, she realized that
Granny Hopper was here, so were Patrick's parents. "We got srare visitors," Amelia said to herself.
Patrick walked into the house. Taller than Amelia, he immediately saw Howard and Eve's faces. They looked very
serious and seemed to be discussing something important. Patrick asked calmly, "Dad, mom, are you here to
visit grandma?"
Patrick did not answer his question as if he were spellbound.
Seeing Patrick, Eve seemed to have gained her energy and rushed over to hold his hand. "Patrick, I've married a
wrong man!" She cried.
It was very strange for Eve to say that. Patrick was confused for a while.
Amelia stared at them with wide eyes but she didn't interrupt them.
"Mom, what happened to you?" Patrick asked.
Eve rolled her eyes at Howard with grievance and said in anger, "Howard, you're quite capable, aren't you? Say it
in front of your own son if you're still a man!"
"Alright!" Howard raised his voice and said to Patrick and Amelia with an annoyed tone, "Your mom thinks that |
have cheated on her..."
Eve interrupted immediately, "I don't 'think'. I'm sure! He must have cheated on me!"
Noting his Patrick and Amelia's changed expression, Howard gnashed his teeth and said, "What nonsense are
you talking about? Do you have any evidence? How can you be sure that | have cheated on you?"
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"You!" Howard was furious. "No wonder Mom had her blood pressure rising again after so much difficulty to lower
it. It turns out that you are the one
to blame!"
Listening to their quarrels, Patrick gradually figured out what was happening. He looked at his father seriously
and asked, "Dad, what's going on?"
Amelia, who had been watching them, immediately put her hand on Patrick's chest and whispered to appease
him, "Patrick, don't be impulsive before it is cleared up."
Patrick's anger froze as the little hand carefully placed in his chest. He looked back at Amelia and seemed to be
saying, "I know."
"Howard." At that time, Granny Hopper asked in a heart-wrenching tone, "Have you really... cheated on Eve?"