Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 641

At this point in time, Amelia still did not know that she had been conquered.

As his gaze darkened, there was no doubt that Patrick could not withstand such temptation.

In fact, he had forgotten that his very purpose was to perform CPR on Amelia.

However, there cthe shuffling of footstep sounds from the staircase.

"D*mn it! Who the f*ck is this?" Thought Patrick.

Patrick raised his head from Amelia's neck irritably. The sound of footsteps was approaching. Upon hearing this,

Patrick who had always been possessive, immediately helped Amelia to wear her sauna robe properly before

anyone could see her hardly covered-skin.

Finley, who was leading the way for the guests, was stunned when she saw the pairs of legs on the sofa. She

immediately cto realization that behind the sofa, there was a couple lying together. Considering that she

had only served Patrick and Amelia so far at the second floor, Finley could only think of one possibility. She

wondered if her uncle was now engaged with something unspeakable. Finley let out a soft coughing sound in

reminder, "Uncle, I'm bringing guests upstairs ya!"

Patrick cleaned Amelia up within the shortest tand stood up from the sofa as if nothing had happened.

In the process, he did not bother to cover his firmly built chest and abs from being exposed. After all, he was a

man that stood nothing to lose if anyone had seen his body.

Seeing that Patrick had his back facing them, Finley could not help but ask in concern, "Uncle, are you done?"

"Yeah." Patrick turned back and saw the guest behind Finley. His eyes went cold.

"Huh, so it's you!" The annoyance painted on the other person's face could clearly be seen.

"Mr. Hobart, who is this person?"

The girl holding Hobart's arm sneaked a glance at Patrick's distant face. Although the man next to her was good

looking and filthy rich, after all he was an unfaithful one. In contrast, the person in sauna robe cave in an

impression that he was a cool but loyal man.

Seeing that his female companion was flattered by Patrick, Hobart shot her a side glance before lifting her chin

and asked, "He is your father, do you want

to go over and serve him?"

The female companion was stunned and quickly said in a fawning manner, "Mr. Hobart, look at how jealous you

are now. I've always loved only you."

"Is that so?" Hobart laughed sarcastically. He was rich, so why would he be afraid that no one would love him?

Finley seemed to have understood something after listening to their conversation, "Uncle, Mr. Hobart, you two

known each other?"

Hobart snorted at Patrick and said, "We are beyond mere acquaintances."

Patrick looked at Finley and explained plainly, "We are business partner."

"We will no longer be soon!" Hobart said decisively.

Patrick said earnestly, "Mr. Hobart, have you forgotten the contract that we had entered before which would be

effective for a period of five years? Mills is obliged to supply products to Roxxon for a full duration of five years.

We can bring up legal action against you if you were to breach the contract."

Hobart held his breath in anger. The next second, his gaze fell on the pair of female legs on the sofa. He sneered

and said, "Such a sc*m! How could you here having sunspeakable affairs behind your wife!"

Finley's facial expression changed as if she had been insulted. In a polite manner, she said forcibly, "Mr. Hobart,

please make yourself clear. We are legitimate saloon. We do not provide any unprofessional vulgar services here.

Please mind your words, otherwise we'll have to bring a legal action under defamation against you!"

Patrick narrowed his eyes and smiled. Finley's sudden outburst had saved him from the argument with Hobart.

Hobart shot Finley with a side glance and replied coldly, "Surely you two are from the sfamily. The Hopper

Family is always disagreeable."

Finley upheld her pride and said, "It's okay for you not to spend your money here. After all, we are not short of

customers."

In fact, that was not the case. Finley was going to grieve for such loss had Hobert chose to leave right away.

Her saloon was newly opened and only in operation for less than one month. All this while, this saloon was

making loss until Patrick had finally came. However to her disappointment, he had only signed up for sauna and

foot massage. Hobart, on the other hand, was a totally different story to tell for his case.

For the sake of flattering his female companion, Hobart had generously signed up a full saloon package. Such

package would in deed help Finley to make a profit of around ten thousands dollars for the saloon But there was

no other way at this moment. After all, Patrick was her uncle. In the face of Patrick, it would be impossible for her

to serve Hobart who dared to mess with her uncle in public.

Hobart was not someone who was easy to go along with. He stared at Finley and questioned in a deadly cold

tone, "Are you now askingto leave? How about the money I've paid and the membership that I've signed

up?"

After all, Finley was still young and inexperienced. She pursed her lips and spoke uncertainly, "Yeah, I'm asking

you to leave... What now?"

Hobart nodded and said, "Alright, so this is how your saloon runs. You beg people to come, and when the

customers do come, you chase them away as you wish. Now | want to post this info on social media so that my

friends will be aware of this saloon."

"Hold on!" Finley shouted. However, this did not stop Hobart from taking out his phone.

Hobart held his phone and asked Finley determinedly, "Have you made up your mind whether you want to

acceptas a customer or not?"

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"Um...it's so noisy..." The argument between Finley and Hobart had caused Amelia complaining with her brows

furrowed.

Patrick subconsciously glanced at her upon hearing her muttering.

Seeing that she was about to wake

up, Patrick intended to ask her not to

sit up from the sofaysghat fie £btid

keep heron being seen by Hobart

the lustful man. However, to his

surprise, Amelia had rolled down

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She had literally rolled onto the floor...

Amelia was sleeping sound to the extent that she had mistaken sofa as her own bed at home. Hence, she had

never expected that she would roll down from the sofa as soon as she turned around.

Fortunately, the sofa was not too high from the ground. Furthermore, the tiles were all covered by carpets. Not

only that Amelia did not injure herself, she had fallen asleep again after she landed herself on the floor.

Patrick was amused by her and speechless at the stime. When he was about to bend over and pick her up

from the carpet, Hobart exclaimed, 'Amelia!"

"Shut up!" Patrick turned around and glared at Hobart. He gestured Hobart to not wake Amelia up with his

murderous eyes.