Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 248

The woman couldn't get her hair out of the zipper button after all the fiddling, and she was so annoyed that she spoke up, "Hey, whoever's in there, come help me!"

Milton got up to her with ease, aware of the zipper button design on the side of the woman's chest, and asked quietly, "Aren't you afraid I'll take advantage of you?"

"Cut the crap and hurry up!" The woman said without looking up, not even considering that Milton was a man.

"That's what you said," Milton smirked as his hand rose up to replace hers, vigorously and abruptly pulling down on the zipper again.

"Jesus!" The woman frowned and couldn't help screaming!

Her hair was out, but it was pulled out roughly by Milton!

"You! You...." the woman stared up into angry eyes and became hateful towards him, "Do you know how to be a gentleman, huh?"

Milton spread his hands innocently, letting a strand of her broken hair slide to the floor, "You're the one who told me to cut the crap and hurry up, and that's the fastest way I know how to do it."

At a closer look at Milton's face, the woman froze, ignoring the pain, and asked hesitantly, "Have we

met somewhere before?"

Milton smiled slightly. Obviously, he had reached an agreement with the woman. "Let's talk after entering the private room, Miss Maryanne Smith." "What! So it's you!" Upon hearing Milton's name, "Miss Maryanne Smith" just sat down in her chair and instantly stood up again, "I'd have a blind date with anyone else except you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and left.

Milton put down the cup and calmly said, "Maryanne, you seem to hate me very much."

Turning back to Milton, Maryanne scoffed, "Aren't you the man who pleaded Amelia's case last time? Count me as blind for agreeing to come out and meet a blind date without knowing the profile of the person I'm meeting... I don't want to take over a man Amelia doesn't want!"

Milton was still smiling as if he was looking at an innocent little girl. "Don't you like Patrick very much? Why are you still on the blind date?" This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Maryanne was even more irritated. "It's none of your business!"

In fact, this was the requirement for Maryanne's parents to allow her to be released from her house arrest. After the revelation that Amelia had been framed for stealing a flamingo brooch, Maryanne was locked up in her house. She was expecting Hobart to help her invite Amelia to plead with her parents, while Hobart returned from Land of Fragrance and only coldly told her to forget Patrick.

Desperate for help, Maryanne promised her parents that she agreed to a blind date, and they would no longer trap her in the house.

So when her parents brought Maryanne the profiles of Northville's young elite men, she barely even looked at it before casually pointing at one of the men.

Distinct from Maryanne's excitement, Milton wore a prepared calm, "I suggest you to calmly sit down with a glass of water, and let's make a deal."

Maryanne stared at him warily. "What deal?"

Milton pointed his finger at the empty seat, meaning for her to sit down.

Maryanne narrowed her eyes. If she just walked away it would mean she was afraid of him.

"I'd like to see what kind of trick you're playing." Not wanting to be humiliated, Maryanne sat back in her seat, her chin held high and proud.

Milton laughed, "Just to be clear in advance, you don't like me and I equally despise you, so you don't have to hold a bit of Tm liking you' doubt about what I'm about to say."

Maryanne frowned. Every man around Amelia was so ungrateful... Patrick was one of them... Milton was too!

Maryanne smiled dismissively, "Mr. Cook, if you're not going to discuss serious business, I'm not staying here."

Milton looked at ease as he said, "Considering how oppressed we both are by our parents in this matter, what do you think about us pretending to be together and covering for each other for a while until we find the one we're meant to be with, and then we'll part peacefully?"

Maryanne was taken aback, "Are you sure you're not joking?"

Milton stared at Maryanne and said, "I'm serious."

Maryanne admitted that this was a very attractive idea. However, the prejudice she had towards Amelia made her even dislike Milton. She wondered if it was a trap.

It was possible that this was a trap set by Amelia and Milton. Just waiting for her to take the bait and avenge her for the last time?

For the sake of discretion, Maryanne asked, "Honestly, in your condition, you'd have quite a few options, so why me?"

"Because..." Milton smiled lightly, giving an outrageous but equally plausible reason, "we detest each other in the extreme and I'm sure that even if we stood naked in front of each other, neither you nor I would be impressed, isn't it?"

Milton had thought about finding someone else, but it was inevitable that feelings would develop with them, and what if they like him in the future? He would feel guilty.

Thinking about it, Maryanne was the best person, she loved Patrick and Milton liked Amelia, maybe one day... their wish would come true?

Maryanne nodded her head in agreement to Milton's proposal after bowing her head in consideration, "So let's start today and announce internally that we're in love, shall we?"

With Maryanne's unwillingness to be lonely, she didn't want to be imprisoned at home by her parents any longer, and she was going to go crazy!

"No problem." Milton nodded elegantly before raising his glass of water and clinking it with Maryanne, "Well then, good luck in advance with our partnership, Mary."

Mary? Maryanne was in shock! Other than her parents, not even her big brother had called her that!

Seeing Maryanne's blush, Milton smiled, "Don't you mind, after all, we're lovers now, we can't still call each other Miss Maryanne Smith, Mr. Cook. Of course, you can just call me by my first name."

Maryanne said rudely, "I think I'll just call you a nuisance!"

Milton smiled carelessly, not minding that she called him that.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

With the end of the last set of shots, the "Water of a Lifetime" commercial came to an end.

Patrick left after lunch, leaving his secretary with Amelia to keep watch.

After that incident at noon, the secretary behaved more dutifully, only for Amelia to get Patrick to withdraw his order to withhold her pay.

After giving towels and water, the secretary said to Amelia, "Let me take you home."

"No need," Amelia shook her head and said, "I drove here myself."

The secretary was embarrassed. "But..."

Amelia understood. "Did Mr. Hopper asked you to take me back?"

The secretary replied with "yes" emphatically.