Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 633

"Hello, | am Amelia Ramsay."

After a pause, from the other side of the phone, a voice asked, "It's almost time. Have you exited the building?"

It took Amelia half a second to realize that it was a call from Patrick. "Oh! Sorry, | forgot to tell you that the client

from this afternoon just contacted me. He said that he had something to do and can't make it to our

appointment tonight..."

Patrick did not say anything harsh and just replied, "Then I'll cand pick you up."

After a pause, Amelia happily agreed, "Okay, as long as you have time."

It was better to spend his ton her than on Sissi, wasn't it?

Twenty minutes later, Amelia estimated that Patrick should be arriving at the entrance of her company's

building, so she took the elevator down to the first floor.

At the gate of the office building, a Lamborghini was parked to the side. Amelia could see it as soon as she raised

her head.

She could see Patrick's elbow resting against the window as he held up his phone to call someone. When he saw

her coming out of the corner of his eye, his expression softened, and he quickly wrapped up the phone call

before hanging up.

She did not miss the tenderness in his eyes when he put down the phone, and Amelia could not help suspecting

that it was Sissi he was talking to.

As she thought about it, she opened the car door and sat in the passenger's seat. She put the seatbelt on and

asked, "Where are we going now?" "Let's go eat first," Patrick said.

"Sounds good."

Patrick looked at her and asked, "What would you like to eat?"

Amelia thought for a while and suggested, "Well...how about the French cuisine?"

Patrick's fingers, which were placed on the steering wheel, tightened slightly. "What did you say?"

Amelia laughed and looked at him with a neutral expression on her face. "| asked what you thought about French

cuisine. Unless, you don't like it?" Patrick stared at her for a while then said, "It's fine."

"It's fine? Which can also mean that you don't particularly like it?" Amelia said courteously, "If you don't have a

better choice, then let's go to eat some

French cuisine."

Seeing Amelia adamantly insisting on French cuisine, Patrick gritted his teeth and agreed, "Okay, French cuisine

itis!"

Amelia nodded happily. At the start of the car, she unzipped her Prada leather bag and found the mobile phone

inside. She tapped on the screen with her fingers. Since Amelia wanted to eat French cuisine, Patrick was a little

uneasy when he was driving. He glanced at her from tto twith suspicion, It can't be..." Looking down

silently, Patrick found that her hands and eyes never left her white mobile phone. Wait... A white mobile phone?

After steadily stopping the car before a red light, Patrick carefully observed the Amelia's phone. Yes, it was

indeed a new mobile phone.

Somehow, a feeling of loss crept into Patrick's heart. He pursed his lips and asked, "Hey, when did you buy this

phone?"

"Not long ago," Amelia answered without lifting her head.

"Why didn't you buy the sone as before?" Patrick questioned, hinting strongly.

"Which one?" Amelia asked off-handedly.

"Your Pinky!" Patrick took a deep breath and forced himself to say that disgusting nicknout loud.

Amelia finally pulled out her eyes away from the phone and looked at Patrick with a thoughtful look.

Seeing this, Patrick was pleased, and felt easier to express his feelings. "If you want to buy another Pinky, | could

force myself to buy another Inky as well."

Amelia opened her red lips and said, "No need, just let them be companions to hell together."

Patrick was speechless.

After saying that, Amelia lowered her head and picked up her new mobile phone again. Subconsciously, she held

the mobile phone tightly, just in case Patrick was unhappy and would smash it again. Feeling embarrassed,

Patrick stared at Amelia and her new phone. He clicked his tongue and said sourly, "Is this new mobile phone so

fun? Why do you keep holding on to it?"

Amelia lifted her face to him again and explained with good-naturedly, "No, I'm just checking which French

restaurant is much more well-known."

"Have you found anything?" Patrick furrowed his eyebrows impatiently.

Her using a GPS only proved that she did not trust his taste!

"| just found one..." Amelia squinted her eyes and read the content that was found on Google. "Let's go to Silver

Tower!"

As soon as he heard the nof the restaurant, Patrick was stunned.

Amelia glanced at the traffic light as if something had happened, then notified Patrick, "Hey, the traffic light is

green, you can go now."

Patrick was stiffened and did not move.

Amelia looked at him strangely and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you? Did someone hit your acupoints?"

She nudged him gently on the shoulder.

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Glancing at her deeply, Patrick tried to subtly interrogate her, "Why do you suddenly want to go to Silver Tower?"

"Huh? I didn't cup with it. It's a strongly recommended restaurant on Google. The netizens' ratings of Silver

Tower is as high as five stars!" Amelia's answer was flawless.

"There should be a lot of French restaurants with five-star ratings isn't it?" Why did she specifically choose Silver

Tower?

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description of the Silver Tower is

most suitable for highend people like

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Patrick could not help glancing at the car's navigation system.

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Seeing this, the corners of Amelia's

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lips curled slightly up. "lI even thought

we were telepathic. Just when lq

wanted to suggest Siket Tower to

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direction of that restaurant." Patrick's

expression was like a condiment that

had been overturned. He wanted to

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However, her expression was so innocent, not seeming to be bothered by the affairs of love at all. If he

questioned her so rashly, wouldn't it be a trap for himself?

The car speed, as well as the anxiety and entanglement in Patrick's mind, was sometimes fast and sometimes

slow...

Amelia swayed to the movement of the car, and she eventually felt sleepy.

When Patrick parked the car in the parking lot of Silver Tower, he turned his head around uneasily... Well, Amelia

did not look like she was in a bad mood. She was so relaxed that she even snored in his car!