Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 401

At Streams Villa.

A stout man with a blind eye straightened his back as he reported to a man standing by the fence and teasing

the crocodile with food, "Sir, according to my investigation, something strange happened in Roxxor today."

Vicente lifted the iron bucket next to his feet with his gloved left hand and threw all the freshly cut beef into a

hole about the size of a man's face. Suddenly, a group of bloodthirsty and carnivorous crocodile jumped out of

the water to fight for food.

The stout man unconsciously glimpsed at what was happening in front of him out of the corner of his eye.

Vicente offered a very limited amount of food every time. As a result, the crocodiles kept in the shallow artificial

beach began to kill each other at spoint.

In this regard, Vicente seemed to see it as fun to watch. He did whatever pleased him and would fly another new

batch of crocodiles over almost every week.

Noting the distraction of his men, Vicente turned around with the bucket and glanced at him. "Tell me, what is

Roxxon up to?"

The stout man met his evil eyes and trembled despite himself. "I found that Roxxon has bought up all kinds of

branded drinks. Cheap or expensive, they were all sold at half off from midnight. Now you can't walk on the road

without hearing people talking about it."

"Oh?" Vicente said in a calm voice.

Seeing that Vicente seemed to be waiting for him to continue, the man carefully spoke his guessing, "Sir, I'm

wondering if Roxxon made such a significant move on purpose to target someone." Vicente asked thoughtfully,

"Brayden, who do you think they're targeting?"

The stout man, namely Brayden, glanced at his boss and spat out the answer, "Mr. Ryan."

Vicente was silent for a moment before he returned his eyes to the crocodiles competing for food. "If that's true,

leave it alone."

Brayden had difficulty breathing. "But... he's your father after all."

Vicente looked back at him, formidable enough without showing his anger. "Brayden, are you teachinga

lesson?"

"| dare not!" Brayden quickly bowed his head to confirm his submission.

"Well, you may leave," Vicente closed his eyes and

said coldly.

"Yes, sir." When Brayden turned around, he subconsciously reached out to touch his blind eye. Few knew that

Vicente was cruel and violent. Brayden was blinded by his gun.

"Patrick Hopper..." Seeing another reckless crocodile killed by their alpha's bloody mouth, Vicente moved his

Adam's apple and let out a pleased and morbid low laugh.

Patrick was trying to lure him into a trap by using Ryan, but Vicente wouldn't fall for it. Ryan was old and not

thinking straight, and it was best that his company went out of business as soon as possible. After work, Patrick

met Amelia at their appointed place and drove her to dinner.

During the meal, Patrick received a phone call.

After glancing at the caller's name, he turned on the speakerphone in front of Amelia.

Suddenly, a woman's eager voice sounded in the private room. "Mr. Patrick?"

"Yes, it's me."

Amelia was surprised to hear Jessica's voice. She subconsciously put down her cutlery, wondering what Jessica

was going to say.

"Mr. Patrick! Great news! My mother has left Northville on a 12 o'clock plane. If you don't believe me, you could

have your men check it out."

"Really?" Patrick raised his eyebrows.

"Well, Mr. Patrick, if | hadn't urged her to leave, she wouldn't have gone so soon! Given that I'm so sincere, and

I'm Amelia's best friend... And Sierra! Remember when you hugged Sierra? She only has a single parent, and

there's an old man in the family who needs to be taken care of. Mr. Patrick, you have a good man. Would you

return my apartment and coffee shop to me?"

Instead of answering her, Patrick looked up at Amelia.

He could see the light of pleading flickering in Amelia's eyes as she wished him to let Jessica off.

Being stared at by her pitiful eyes, Patrick was moved. "Okay, after | check out your mother's flight and confirm

that what you said is true, | will immediately return the apartment and shop to you."

Jessica, who was promised, was even more outspoken. "Mr. Patick, | can tell you the flight number now. My

mother took the Southern Airlines at noon, and the flight number is..."

After she finished, Patrick curled his lips and said, "Well, thank you for your cooperation this time."

"No problem," Jessica blurted out. Then, she said very seriously, "Mr. Patrick, you need to know one thing.

Although Amelia and | are besties, sof her opinions don't represent mine. For example, | strongly disapprove

of my mother and your father being together. When | heard that my mother had done such a thing, my feelings

were the syours."

"So, if Amelia has pleaded for my mother in front of you, it was definitely not what | mean. To put it bluntly...

Amelia was being sentimental."

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Patrick clicked his tongue. "If your friendship is that solid, how could it possible for someone to turn you against

each other?"

Amelia said with mixed feelings, "Howard has returned to Eve, and Jocelyn has left. That's the end of the matter.

Let's not talk about it anymore."

A hint of sarcasm flashed through Patrick's eyes. Now that it had happened, how could they pretend it hadn't by

avoiding mentioning it? Amelia was good at lying to herself.

Jessica should have been so excited to call Amelia and share the news after getting Patrick's promise.

But until dinner was over and Patrick gave her a lift to the Scarlet, Amelia didn't even get a text message, not to

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"Ah?" Abstracted, Amelia asked blankly, "What did you just say?"

Patrick didn't even need to ask this time. He pointed out directly, "You're waiting for Jessica to call you and tell

you the good news?"

Amelia opened her mouth but said nothing, sighing inwardly that he did know her too well.

Patrick's voice sounded again, a little sympathetic and joyful. "Do you think that your friendship will ever be it

used to be after this?"

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