Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 394

"Yes, this cover is of great significance to our company. If you're willing to accept the offer, we could pay you

200,000 as a deposit, and the other eight hundred thousand will be paid after the shooting." One million! Amelia

could hear her heart beating. She asked decisively, "Where should | go?"

After telling Amelia the location, Tiffany said nervously, "Miss Ramsay, if you're available, please cover now.

You're our new model, and we need to discuss with you sdetails that need to be refined." Of course, Amelia

couldn't agree more.

After the call, in a good mood, she was about to put her phone back into the pocket when she found the screen

lighted up again, followed by a text message with a sneer of victory...

"Mrs. Hopper, how's your part-tjob? If you can't get one, just cback, in case your legs get thick from too

much running."

Amelia scoffed and replied immediately.

"There's no need for you to worry about me, Mr.

Hopper. Everything went very well today." Patrick, who was far away at the Land of Fragrance, sneered when he

saw the reply and took it as Amelia being reluctant to admit her defeats. Then his cell phone rang. Patrick put it

through and heard his secretary's voice. "Mr. Hopper, we've basically brought up all the drinks in Northville.

When do you think it is tfor a showdown?" When they bought the drinks from other companies, Roxxon had

signed NDA with every owner of factories. If they dared to reveal the deal before Roxon did, they would be sued.

At the thought that today was the day for the Limoncello of Dream's open ceremony, Patrick had a cruel smile on

his lips. "Let's do it today."

Roxxon had bought almost all the drinks in the market and sold them at half-price for an extended period. How

could Ryan fight against Roxxon on his own!

Patrick would just wait patiently for Ryan to beg him.

At the stime.

After taking Amelia's hint, Ryan did not wait around for the attack. His assistant, who had gone to inquire about

the factories in Haber District and Yeats Road, brought the information back. "Mr. Quartley, there's something

strange about the two regions you askedto investigate. Yesterday, | disguised myself as a customer and

went to several factories and companies to buy a batch of drinks. But they said they couldn't provide that many

products in a short time. When | asked whom they had sold the drinks to, their answers were so vague."

"| see. You could go," Joe said as he held his forehead, lost in thought.

At the Scarlet Clothing Company.

At first, Scarlet had emailed Amelia to be a substitute fortheir most important model. Now that the model was

hospitalized, they were very polite to Amelia.

As for the reasons? First, Amelia was still popular. Second, Amelia's height and build were very close to the

model. The tailor-made clothes for the model suited Amelia so well that there was no need for any changes!

When Amelia walked out of the dressing room, everyone replaced their previous anxious look with obvious relief.

Amelia was in a blue sweater and a black dress that was over her knees. Coupled with her beautiful appearance

and gentle temperament, she looked like an aristocratic lady from sfamous paintings. The CEO of the

company was so excited that he rushed over and grabbed Amelia's hands before shaking them and saying, "Miss

Ramsay! Thank goodness you're here, or I'd be doomed!"

Tiffany wanted to roll her eyes at her boss's behaviors that did not accord with his superior status. Then she

turned to Amelia, who was a little overwhelmed by his enthusiasm. "This is Mr. Roland, he took over Scarlet from

his father last month."

"Oh!" Amelia was enlightened.

No wonder Mr. Roland looked only in his early 20s. It turned out that he was from a rich family.

The shooting, which should have been carefully planned by Mr. Roland's father before his retirement, almost

fizzled out when their previous model fell ill. It was understandable that Mr. Roland had been worried.

"By the way, Mr. Roland, have you got any strange messages today?" Amelia asked as if she had thought of

something.

"Have 1?" Mr. Roland glanced at his consultant subconsciously. Apparently, he trusted her very much.

The corners of Tiffany's mouth twitched. "Mr.

Roland, instead of askingabout everything, why don't you check your mobile phone?"

"Oh." Mr. Roland immediately took out his phone to check his SMS. In the end, he gawked at Amelia and said, "I

didn't get any unwanted message."

"It's strange. Didn't Patrick send the order to Scarlet? Whatever, we should sign the contract first," thought

Amelia.

While thinking about it, Amelia was wearing her usual smile. "That's good. Can | have a look at the contract, Mr.

Roland?"

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Annoyed, Jeremy threw the mouse and glared at his consultant. "Tiffany, you are so young, but you act like an

80-year-old granny. Do you think there will be any man who dares to marry you?" Tiffany glanced at him and said

evenly, "Aren't you my fiance?"

Jeremy was at a loss for words.

He turned his gaze to the computer and clicked open an unread email indignantly. Jeremy's eyes grew wider as

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"But how should we explain it to Mr. Hopper?" As a businessman, Jeremy knew more about Roxxon's power and

Patrick's capability.

Tiffany curled her lips and said, "Just tell him we didn't receive the email."

At the Land of Fragrance.

When Amelia got home, it was almost dark outside. Holding the two hundred thousand check tightly, she

knocked on the door to Patrick's room and showed the check to him. "I'll pay you two hundred thousand first. I'll

pay the rest by installments."

Patrick took the check quietly and checked it for a while before he asked in surprise, "Is this real?" Amelia said

proudly with her head high, "Of course it's real! | got it by my own talent and charm."