NovelEnglishChapter 465
After a while, Ryan made an "OK" gesture to her, only then Amelia cto Patrick side and said with a smile,
"Mr. Hopper, I've found the perfect place to stay. Do you want to cwith me?" "Go with you?" Patrick sounded
slightly confused. Shouldn't they be separated? He did not think they were so good that others would
immediately give them a tent upon meeting them.
Under Amelia's smiling face, there was a hint of uneasiness. She stretched out her hand and pointed towards a
shelter. Her eyes flickered, "When | passed by, | heard several young lads calling my name, saying that they
were my fans. After hearing about our situation, they are willing to squeeze themselves in two tents and give us
an empty one. | think there is no better option than this, so | cto call you over!"
Since Patrick reached the top, he had not seen Ryan once, so he did not doubt the authenticity of Amelia's
words. He said, "Lead the way then."
"Okay!" Amelia turned around happily, suddenly she heard Patrick saying, "Which tent are your fans staying in?
I'll have to thank them face to face."
Amelia went silent for a while and turned around to
stop him. "You don't have to do that."
Patrick said emotionlessly, "This is basic manners."
Amelia's adorable face froze and thought, "What kind of courtesy do you care about? If they let you stay, you
stay. No one cares about your gratitude! If | was exposed, | will be sent to hell immediately!" After her soundless
complaint, Amelia led the way listlessly, as if all her energy had been drained away.
Fortunately for her, people are wiser when they were older. When she heard the voices of "Goddess, please give
agreement with the six of them behind her back.
But Ryan knew Amelia too well, didn't he? He even knew what excuse she was going to use to fool Patrick!
Patrick, who was kept in the dark, opened his mouth to express his gratitude to the six of them.
Under Patrick's deep and handseyes, the six men replied awkwardly, "You're welcome!"
Patrick did not know them but it did not mean that they did not know Patrick. The battle between Roxxon and
their wine factory was still fresh in their minds. If their boss had not been smart, their wine factory would have
been closed down by now.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThey just could not figure out why Mr. Quartley did not teach Patrick a lesson when he had the advantage. There
were supposed to be rivals back then but now, he voluntarily handed over his tent to the b*stard.
And... they were not allowed to provoke Patrick, so they had to suppress their gloating in their hearts!
Seeing that Patrick had no doubts, Amelia's tone becas light as before. She said, "It's cold outside. Let's get
into the tent quickly!"
"Sure." Patrick did not suspect anything. They then went into the tent that was prepared for them one after
another.
Seeing this, the six of them breathed a sigh of relief and then discussed heatedly among themselves, "They've
finally got in! | was so close to showing my hatred to Patrick."
"That's right! Why do we have to compromise for the guy who almost caused us to lose our job?"
"Did you forgot how Mr. Quartley answered us? He said that Patrick would only threaten our job but if we didn't
give him the tent, we would lose our job immediately!"
Upon hearing that, the other five hugged their heads and cried. "Blah... never guess what Mr. Quartley is
thinking. We won't be able to figure it out, even if we tried."
While hugging her legs, Amelia sat in the tent that temporarily belonged to the two of them. When she raised
her head, Patrick was right in front of her. Since he cin, his eyebrows had never stretched. It was probably
because the smell that did not belong to either of them annoyed him.
Amelia pursed his lips and comforted him in a soft voice. "I know that you're not used to this kind of
environment. Well just have to stay for one night. Please just bear through it."
Patrick's eyes moved slightly and fell on the face of Amelia. "It's not that I'm not used to the environment here. |
just can't get used to the fact that... you are not using what | give you."
Amelia was stunned. She felt that her heart was gradually boiling and it warmed up her limbs.
"That's not true, look! The cotton jacket I'm wearing, the straw sandals, and the crutch at my side. As long as it's
my personal item, it is all given toby you..."
Patrick's eyes had always been cold but as she spoke, warmth rose in his eyes. His wife... was really a gentle
person.
"It's getting late, let's go to sleep. We still have to wake up early tomorrow to see the sunrise."
After that, he flipped his hand aside. When he was about to lie down, he touched a hard thing on the ground.
Patrick grabbed it with confusion and an identity card cinto his sight, on which there were the names and
positions of the staff. But these were not the main points. The main point was that the staff was working at
"Dream".
"Okay, let's sleep..." Before the last word cout of her mouth, something flickered past her eyes.
Patrick had opened the door of the tent and left in a dignified manner.
Amelia asked anxiously, "Hey! Where are you going?"
Seeing that Patrick turned a deaf ear and keep walking forward, Amelia could not sleep anymore, she quickly
climbed out of the tent and ran after him.
With a pair of wolf-like eyes, Patrick appeared in front of one of the tents where the group of six is at and asked
coldly, "Where is Ryan Quartley?"
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Patrick's question remained the same, "Tell me, where is Ryan?"
"l... | can't tell you!"
Patrick sneered and said, "Even if you don't tell me, don't you think that I can look for him from tent to tent?"
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"If it weren't for Mr. Quartley who was pitying you, why would we need to give you and your woman a tent to
stay in? If | were him, | would sit in the tent and watch you being frozen to death!"
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