Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 25

Pulling open the drawer and gave her a magazine. "Just go through it and let me know which one you like."

Amelia glanced the cover, on which printed this year's latest sedans, and asked, "Is it your mom's idea?"

Patrick smiled and said, "But also mine. You know you're my wife and I care about you. The Little Sheep exposes you to the bad weather and you are so vulnerable to get sick."

Amelia revealed his hypocritical intention and asked, "Isn't it because of the shame?"

Patrick smiled and blamed her, "Someone's current identity tells what she should and shouldn't do. You can give a cold shoulder to my kindness, but if one day you ruin the reputation of The Hopper Family, I won't let you go!"

"Except The Hopper's and The Ramsay's, who else knows that I'm your wife?" Patrick felt a slight of frustrated while Amelia shook her head and said, "No, not a single one. If not, how could I ruin your reputation?"

Patrick didn't expect her to fight back like this. After a moment of silence, Patrick said in a colder voice, "Well, even if no one knows who your husband is, a luxurious car makes your life easier. Now you are one of the company's directors. When you go for a negotiation, they would think you are a deliveryman."

Amelia turned speechless and thought.

She was really rejected by clients or business partners before. Sometimes she questioned by the HR of other companies whether the salary of a Roxxon director was too low to afford a car?

But who knew how hard she had worked?

When she got her first job at Roxxon, the basic salary of the intern was only $400. In addition, she denied the financial support from her father and rented an apartment with Jessica. She led a hard and simple life in those years. Later, she was promoted due to the excellent performance and her life gradually became better.

It was the fourth year since she worked, but there was only $14,000 in her account, so how could she afford a car? Even if she could buy one, other expenses like fuel and service would be beyond her budget.

Although her husband and her mother-in-law wanted to buy her a car, she was used to being independent financially and she definitely would not owe The Hopper Family a favor.

It was the hardest to repay a debt of kindness.

Seeing Amelia's in a deep thought, as if there was a layer of water mist between them, Patrick's knocked on the table with impatience and asked, "You're gonna say nothing?"

Amelia lowered her eyes slightly to hide her surging emotions and said, "You're right. I should buy a car to show off."

Show off? Sounds bad.

In Patrick's confused face, Amelia turned in high spirits and added, "So, I will work harder to get enough money to buy a car soon!"

Her voice was clear and she almost shouted out, which made him numb.

At the moment, Patrick could not even say a word of "I can buy you one". He understood once he blurted it out, it would be a non-recognition to her ability...

After a long while, Patrick softened his voice and said, "Then I'll wait and see, Madam boss."Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

At 7pm, the madam boss arrived at the Venice Hotel.

Seen from the outside, the hotel looked like a huge sailing ship, but in fact, it was built in the middle of the lake.

There was a water channel on the four sides of the sailing ship for the guests and the staff to enter and exit.

Approaching and showing her pass to the attendant, Amelia asked, "Is Mr. Miller here?" "Yes, this way please." The attendant led her.