Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 65

"In the eyes of playboys like us, women were easily forgotten after playing for a short time." Hobart wanted to remind Patrick about this.

Patrick nodded and said, "Of course."

"It's good that you know this!" Hobart continued, "Last night, I ran into Amelia at Royal Joy Club. I wanted to invite her for a drink, but I didn't expect her to slap me. Do you see my nose? It was scratched by her leather bag!"

Upon hearing this, Patrick tightened his fingers, thinking Amelia's ankle was injured because of him?

"Mr. Smith, I know about Amelia's temper. She won't beat anyone unless there's no other option."

Hobart's face darkened and said, "Mr. Hopper, you mean that I wronged her?"

Patrick said calmly, "I mean, maybe there's some misunderstanding?"

Hobart said decisively, "There's no misunderstanding! The injury on my nose is an ironclad proof!"

Patrick raised his eyebrows and said, "Well, even if she beat you, what do you want?"

Taking advantage of his partnership with Roxxon, Hobart insisted, "I want her to apologize to me in front of you!"

Patrick smiled but said nothing.

Seeing that he did not say anything, Hobart narrowed his eyes and said, "Mr. Hopper, it's just an apology. Don't tell me you can't even command a small supervisor. If the boss of Roxxon is so spineless, I think I will develop the partnership with others."

Patrick said slowly, "Mr. Smith, may I remind you that we both sides have signed and stamped the contract. If you break the contract, you have to pay double the penalty."

Hobart hated Patrick's scheming manner, which made him feel like he was inferior to him!

This idea suddenly upgraded his dispute with Amelia to the one with Patrick. "It's just $7 million. I can pay for it."

Patrick tried to comfort Hobart with his words of the nature of a businessman, "Mr. Smith, why do you have to do this? Your products are sold on my platform. It's win-win cooperation but why do you want both of us to suffer?"

Hobart turned a deaf ear to that and insisted, "As I said, ask Amelia to apologise to me! Otherwise, I will not only withdraw your business, but also sue her for intentional injury!"

Patrick loosened his tie and said casually, "Let's do this: We pay the import tariff for your goods sold by Roxxon in the upcoming three years as an apology to you?"

Hobart was extremely shocked. A few seconds later, he asked, "Have you ever calculated how much you will lose?"

Patrick smiled slightly and said, "As long as you're

happy."

In fact, the reason why he was this straightforward was partly that he didn't want to lose such a powerful partner as Mills. As for Amelia... she wasn't so important as to make him sacrifice this much! Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Hearing the huge profits, Hobart's mind calmed down a lot. He thought that it was extravagant to exchange an apology with $7 million. Unexpectedly, Patrick was crazier than him!

His anger was gone and tried to figure out what Patrick really thought, "What if I insist on the apology?"

The smile on Patrick's face disappeared, replaced by a powerful and frightening force. He said, "Mr. Smith, you know who my grandfather is?"

Hobart curled his lips and said, "I've long heard that Mr. Hopper is a capable general in the central government. He held an important position when he was young. But he's retired."

What he meant was that Patrick's grandfather was just like a tiger that had its teeth removed, and he was not afraid of him.

Patrick said unhurriedly, "Yep, he's indeed retired. But many of the staff at Customs used to be with him."

Noticing the slight frown on Hobart's brows, Patrick said leisurely, "Mills is a foreign brand and your goods are imported through the Customs. I heard you often evade import tariff?"

Hobart's heart skipped a beat and asked, "You'd investigated us?"

Patrick smiled and said, "Only by knowing one's enemy and yourself can one be able to fight a hundred battles without being defeated. I thought you have understood this long ago."

Hobart was rendered speechless. After a long while, he said, "You really tried peaceful means before resorting to force!"

Patrick was really ruthless. Once the cooperation with Roxxon was terminated, the goods importing and exporting through the Customs were likely to be detained by Patrick. The loss was immeasurable.

Patrick didn't comment and just waited for Hobart's reply in silence.

Cold sweat dripped down from his forehead. Hobart forced himself to compromise and said, "As Mr. Hopper is so sincere on our partnership, I won't dispute with that girl today. I advise you to teach your women as not everyone is as easygoing as I am."

Patrick nodded, "Sure."

In the sales department.

Busy on checking the accounts list, Amelia suddenly heard Doris saying, "Hey, isn't that Cynthia?"

Amelia looked up and found it was just Cynthia, who stood outside the office, hesitating.

Seeing Amelia, Cynthia was shocked at first, then she waved to her.

Amelia stood up and said to Doris, "Let me check with her."

As soon as Amelia approached, Cynthia took out the hand behind her and handed a piece of paper. She said obsequiously, "Madam Amelia, this is my review on my fault."

Hearing this, Amelia frowned, suspecting that there must be a trap in it, so she said cautiously, "Mr. Hopper said that since you don't work with me, what I said about deducting your salary and punishing you to write this has been withdrawn."

Cynthia's little face twitched and she nervously explained, "Madam Amelia, don't get me wrong. I didn't mean to complain to Mr. Hopper that day. I accidentally saw him when I was in a low mood, so he asked me. I didn't expect that he would be so angry with you."

Amelia didn't know what to say as Cynthia's explanation put her in a worse mood.

With just a cry, Patrick blamed her. It was obvious that Cynthia was important in his mind.

Looking at Cynthia carefully, Amelia found her eyes bright. When she cried, she must have been like a rabbit. No wonder...

Taking back her thoughts, Amelia said indifferently, "Just hand it over to your supervisor. By the way, you are not under my sales department."

As she spoke, she took a step forward and was about to leave.

"Madam Amelia!" Cynthia's next words rushed into her ears, "I still have one more thing to tell you!"

Amelia stood still and waited for her to speak.

Under the gaze of Amelia, Cynthia was not confident enough. She pursed her lips and said, "I, I like Mr. Hopper..."

Amelia's forehead twitched and thought, "Is this the real intention of Cynthia coming to her?"