Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

"Uncle..." Just as Abner called out to Kaiden and was about to tiptoe and kiss him, Sawyer immediately pulled

Abner's collar and dragged him two steps back.

Seeing Sawyer's dangerous action, Savannah was shocked. She immediately took two steps forward and held

Abner tightly in her arms.

Abner who missed the kiss tilted his head in confusion but he would not question Sawyer's decision. There was

even joy in his heart. He did not like kissing a stranger's face, even though this stranger was his uncle.

Kaiden pet Abner's little head with regret and gave him a photo of Amelia. "Take this, it's yours."

Abner took it over and looked at it carefully. After confirming that it was that person, he followed Savannah and

went away contentedly.

When he was far away from them, he heard Savannah asking gently, "Abner, why do you want to take picture of

this girl? Do you know her? Or, is she a celebrity? A star or a singer?" Abner was being silent.

Looking away from the back of Abner's head, Kaiden looked at Sawyer puzzledly, "Why didn't you let Abner kiss

me?"

Qiao Si replied, "His world is as white as paper. Don't pollute his world with your strange filthiness."

Kaiden went speechless for a long time, then he said. "The adult world is how it is. Why would you say that it's

strange?"

"What do you think?" Sawyer shot a glance at Kaiden. "I don't want him to be like you when he grows up, having

an ambiguous sexual orientation."

Kaiden went silent.

After a while, Kaiden thought of something. He lowered his voice and asked, "I'm serious. Who is Abner's

mother?"

Sawyer's eyes darkened as he replied, "I'm not answering this question."

"Alright." Kaiden could only suppress his curiosity. He turned around and said, "However, | suddenly have the

urge to steal Amelia's heart!" Sawyer remained silent.

Kaiden said, "You've seen Abner's reaction just now. If Amelia is not Abner's mother, then she must be his future

wife..."

Sawyer said in a cold tone, "What did you say?"

Kaiden's eyes widened and said, "Did | say something wrong? You can recall how Abner's reaction was! His eyes

followed wherever | moved the photos. In order to get a photo of Amelia not only did he calleduncle, but he

was also willing to kiss me! Kiss me! He didn't even allow to touch him at ordinary times! He was obsessed with

Amelia. So please allowto grab Amelia from Patrick and give her to Abner as a wife!"

There was a hint of displeasure in Sawyer's voice. "Kaiden, you still won't give up on her, do you?"

Kaiden said, "I..."

Sawyer lightly tapped his fingers on the sofa's armrest. "You brought her photo here. Apart from tellingthat

she's Patrick's wife, what else do you want to do?"

Kaiden straightened his back and said seriously, "This Amelia had just taken over her father's company recently

and she needs a decent investor, so..."

Sawyer continued on and said, "You're trying to useto curry favor with her, aren't you?"

Kaiden let out a short 'urgh'. He then looked around and said, "To be frank, the development prospects of Apex

Construction Corporation are quite good, they've reached an extent where it can even be considered the boss in

the construction field. Right now, they are just having shiccups. If we go and give them a hand at this time,

won't we be able to take advantage of the situation?" After being silent for a while, Sawyer said, "You can go

back now."

"What?!" Kaiden was so shocked.

Sawyer leaned back on the sofa and said coldly, "Aren't you done talking about what you wanted to say?"

Kaiden's tongue was tied. "Aren't you going to askto stay for a meal?"

Sawyer looked aside with no emotion at all, "Butler, sent off the guest."

The old butler walked towards Kaiden. He lowered his head and said, "Mr. Wright, please."

After Kaiden was forced to leave, Sawyer looked pensively at the dining table, Abner was eating the food that

Savannah had fed him. He suddenly had the urge to understand why Abner treated Amelia with such special

respect.

At the stime, in Royal Joy Club.

Patrick really arrived at the club after he said that he would!

However, he did not cwith Charles, who was eager to stir up trouble at any moment.

The manager of the personnel department was introducing a new sex-service package to Patrick.

When the manager was talking, Patrick took the opportunity to look at the two tall women behind the manager.

Among them, one was wearing a busted nurse's uniform as she held a huge syringe in her hand.

Seeing him look over, the nurse changed her posture with one hand on her hips and leaned forward in a

charming way. Her voice was so sweet that it sounded like honey was dripping from her mouth." Mr. Hopper, do

you need a shot?"

Patrick looked onto the other side unavoidably. On the other side, there was a girl with a police uniform, a police

hat and a shotgun. Her left wrist was loosely handcuffed with silver handcuffs, and she held a black whip at her

right hand...

The difference between her and a legitimate policewoman was that the girl's uniform was very exposed and her

hat was tilted. As for the gun on her waist, heh, it would have other usage...

Catching the sight of Patrick's handseyes, the policewoman pulled out the tool gun at her waist and handed

it to him. She asked charmingly, "Mr. Hopper, would you like to givea shot?" Patrick smiled and gave the

prop gun back. "I already have one."

"Alright." The policewoman smiled more brightly after she got the hint.

When the manager saw that Patrick even flirted with her, she could not help but ask with relief, "Mr.

Hopper, what do you think? Do you think this suits you?"

Patrick looked away lightly and asked the manager, "When did you cout with the idea of a uniform play?"

The manager recalled a little bit. "Over half a month ago."

Patrick smiled and asked, "Is this Charles's idea?"

"Yes, it's Mr. Sullivan's!" The manager nodded repeatedly.

Patrick narrowed his eyes. He had guessed correctly. Charles's mind was faster than anyone else's in this aspect.

He once again swept his eyes over the clothes of the two women and asked in a low voice, "These clothes are

brand new. How many are there left

here?"

The manager put on a meaningful smile and said, "Boss, it's not calculated by 'sets' here, we count it by

‘batches'."

Patrick raised his eyebrows and said, "That is to say, there's plenty of it?"

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