Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 126

"Then why is the brooch in your bag?"

Amelia smiled and asked Maryanne in reply, "You know the reason bag better than me."

"You're lying!" Maryanne spoke first to gain the initiative, "What? You dared steal my brooch but you don't dare admit it? If the police doesn't find that something's wrong with you, you would have left with my brooch!"

Milton glanced at Maryanne with disgust and said, "Amelia disdains to take away your ugly brooch!"

Maryanne turned around and glared at Milton. She said in a harsh voice, "Sir, I have evidence!"

Milton looked down at her and said coldly, "I only know that you're framing her!"

Maryanne looked away guiltily. She did not argue with Milton. She only wanted to make Amelia embarrassed, "Aunt Eve, this matter happened at your banquet. Please tell me how to deal with it. I'll listen to you."

Eve was very happy to see that Maryanne asked her to make a decision. She said in a hurry, "Miss Maryanne Smith, since we've found the lost brooch, and today is my grandson and granddaughter's birthday, how about letting the police take Amelia away?"

Was Eve going to send Amelia to the police station? That was a good idea!

Maryanne was so happy. She bit her lower lip to hold back her smile, "Okay."

They had decided to send Amelia to the police station in this way.

In the face of this decision, Amelia glanced at Patrick, only to see that he remained silent by Eve's side. He ignored her embarrassment and helplessness. Amelia felt so sad and disappointed...

Feeling her gaze, Patrick looked at her, then looked away and said to the police, "That's it."

Amelia turned completely upset.

Even Milton, who was standing beside Amelia, felt her disappointment. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

He shouted, "Patrick, you coward!"

Hearing Milton's words, Patrick didn't say anything, but Eve was unhappy. In order to avoid further trouble, she waved her hand and said, "Take her away. I don't want to see her!"

"Wait a minute." Maryanne thought of something and suddenly said, "Before taking her to the police station, I want her to apologize to me. Is that okay?"

Amelia turned around and looked at Maryanne carefully, "If I don't apologize, will I not be able to walk out of here?"

Maryanne sneered, "That's right, so you'd better apologize..."

Amelia interrupted her words loudly, "Okay! Then I won't apologize."

No one was willing to be sent to the police station and have a bad record in his life.

Maryanne was speechless.

So were other guests.

Hearing Amelia's words, Hobart suddenly laughed. He remembered what Amelia looked like when she sold the skin care product he sent.

Patrick stepped forward and broke the silence, "Miss Maryanne Smith, I am her leader and the host of this banquet. I am so sorry for what happened. I will drink a glass of wine as a punishment to

myself, please forgive Amelia."

With this, he raised the glass and drank up the wine in one breath.

Maryanne's expression softened. Hobart whispered in her ear, "That's enough."

Maryanne pursed her lips and placed the brooch on her collar. She said unwillingly, "Okay."

After Amelia was taken away by the police, Milton caught up with her. Before leaving, he glared at Patrick gloomily. But Patrick held Maryanne's slender waist and they were about to dance. Eve returned to normal quickly and chatted with the guests. Owen and Nora were busy taking care of Andrew and Ashley.

Milton greeted his teeth. How indifferent the Hopper Family was!

In the police station.

After the police gave Amelia a lecture, they released her with an apologetic smile under Milton's cold gaze.

They didn't dare offend the Cook family and the Hopper family.

Amelia lowered her head and followed Milton. She was elegant, which was completely different from those prisoners, so they all looked at her.

The next second, someone stopped her. When she looked up, she found that it was Milton.

She asked in surprise, "Why do you stop?" She was eager to leave soon.

Milton took off his suit and put it on her slender shoulders. He said, "Raise your head. You did nothing wrong."

The suit was so big that it almost slipped off her shoulders. She grabbed the suit and smiled sincerely, "Thank you."

Milton nodded, raised his arm to hold her shoulder and blocked her from those malicious eyes.

Out of the police station, Milton drove to the riverside. Amelia turned her head and looked out of the window. The lights on both sides of the river were gorgeous, like the night of in the Mid- lake Pavilion...

Milton got out of the car and opened the door for her. Seeing her in a daze, he asked, "What are you thinking about?"

After calming down, Amelia said faintly, "Nothing." After that, she leaned against the leather seat wearily and said, "Milton, I want to go home."

Milton said in a serious tone, "Don't hurry, get off the car and go for a blow. Don't go back until the bad luck on your body is blown away."

Amelia also felt that she had been so unlucky recently. She lifted the hem of her dress, got off the car slowly, held Milton's arm and walked to the river bank.

Seeing that Amelia was looking up at the full moon in a daze, Milton patted the railing and asked her, "Would you like to go up and sit down?"

"What-ah!" Before Amelia could react, Milton held her waist with both hands and lifted her up to sit on the railing which was as high as his chest.

"What are you doing!" She was so afraid that she hugged his neck tightly, because there was a bottomless river behind her. If she fell down, she would die.

To flatter her, Milton said in a deep voice, "Can you see the moon more clearly in this way?"

Amelia said in a hurry, "Yeah! Let me go!"

"By the way, wait for me here!" Milton suddenly let go of her waist and left.

Amelia sat on the railing alone and almost cried. She shouted at Milton's back, "Hey! Where are you going? Can't you put me down first?"

Fortunately, Milton came back soon. He went to the trunk to get a few cans of beer.

Milton opened the can and handed her the beer with white bubbles. He said with dissatisfaction, "No fried chickens, you'll have to make do."