Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 290

Amelia didn't choose to yell, but when she saw a customer come in, she smiled and said, "Sir, the store is closed today."

"Oh? That's fine... "The man steps away.

Florence, who was still angry, was delighted. She held Amelia's shoulder, winked, and said, "Amelia, I didn't expect you to be so bad."

Amelia narrowed her eyes and corrected, "I'm not bad, but it's really unbearable."

Next, Amelia and Florence worked together to persuade the two customers to leave. Elena, who was on duty at the counter, finally realized that something was wrong. She rushed over and stopped the customers who were about to leave. "Sir! Please hold on!"

"What's wrong with you? You're calling me to leave now asking me to stay. You're so wired!" The customer who thought he was being teased left without looking back.

"Haha! You deserve it!" Florence laughed, lying on the couch.

Amelia was not as exaggerated as Florence, but the smile hung on her mouth could not be concealed.

Looking at them with anger, Elena asked unhappily, "What do you want?"

Florence replied with a smile, "I just want to ask you what you want to do. Why don't you welcome us for no reason? Well, you don't sell stuff for us, do you? Then we will help you dispel the guests for free. You have to thank us."

Elena laughed furiously, "Well, let's find out if you're driving away more customers or if I'm bringing in more!"

When the fourth guest was there, Elena took the first step forward to greet him.

Just as Elena was about to speak, Amelia spoke over, "Sorry, this store is closed today."

The guest glanced at Amelia and revealed an expression of confusion.

Elena said in a hurry, "Sir! Don't be deceived by her. I am the saleswoman here. Just tell me what you like. We aren't closing today!" C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

The guest glanced at Elena's uniform and the nametag on her chest. He hesitated and said, "Are you playing a game? Are you opening or not?"

Elena said resolutely, "Yes, we are opening!"

"Not for sale today!" Amelia stood up and said firmly, "Sir, I'm the spokesperson for 'the Water of Life'. Do you think I'll lie to you? This store is closed today."

The guest cheered up. He pointed at Amelia and said excitedly, "Yeah, you look so familiar? It's you! Can I ask you for an autograph?"

Amelia smiled, "No problem!"

Seeing this scene, Florence worshiped Amelia so much. Amelia was gentle and elegant in her usual life, but it was also a little scary when she got angry.

That was a male clothing store, and Amelia and

Florence were both better than Elena, both in looks and in temperament, so men were more likely to trust both of them.

Men's brand stores were plentiful, but the chance to talk to beautiful women was rare!

Elena was so angry but helpless that she pulled open the door to the office and went to report the situation to her shopkeeper.

"Boss, that's what it was. I really can't do anything about them. You are the one who can help me."

Maryanne rolled her eyes at Elena, "How come they stay in the store, and you don't call the police?"

Elena lowered her head, "I saw one of them dump a black card out, Northville, less than a hundred people have these cards, I don't dare offend them easily."

"Black card?" Maryanne obviously was a little confused. Her elder brother had a black card, but she was not qualified to apply for it.

"Is the woman who threw out the black card the b*tch I just pointed at you?"

"No, it's the other one."

Maryanne found it ironic that Amelia's ability to meet rich and powerful people was not something to be taken lightly.

Elena said, "Boss, why don't... why don't we sell our ties to them? Otherwise, I'm afraid there won't be any customer today." "You're useless!" Maryanne reprimanded Elena and then confidently said, "I know what to do with her!"

An hour later.

"Amelia!" Milton, who had stepped into the men's clothing store of Maryanne, was stunned. Why was she here?"

"Milton?" Amelia didn't expect to meet Milton here either.

At first, Florence was also surprised, but then she was overwhelmed with embarrassment. The series of arguments that she and Milton had caused on the plane had almost disappeared with the passage of time.

She thought her life would be fairly peaceful once she never saw him again, but she never thought she'd see him in such an unguarded state!

Raising a hand to shield the side of her face, Florence hid behind Amelia and hypnotized herself, "You don't know me, you don't know me..."

After a few glances in Florence's direction, Milton refocused his attention on Amelia, because a savage woman like Florence is just a little bit better than Maryanne.

What Amelia couldn't ask last time at the restaurant, she was finally able to ask this time, "Milton, are you really with Maryanne?"

Milton's smile was still on his face, but inside he was very unhappy and sad: "Maryanne and I were on separate blind dates with each other, and that day she was so well-dressed and behaved that I couldn't help myself..."

Florence listened to their conversation and did not understand who "Maryanne" was.

That's right. On the birthday banquet of Andrew and Ashley, Florence didn't attend it at all, so she missed that Amelia was framed by Maryanne.

"Can't help it? So you like her? Congratulations, Milton."

Amelia did not mention that Maryanne had framed her. After all, Milton was dating Maryanne. Wasn't it very rude to mention this at this time?

Hearing Amelia's congratulations, Milton turned to be disappointed, but he said, "Thank you."

Amelia asked, "By the way, are you here to buy something?"

"Uh..." Milton was about to answer.

Suddenly, the door of the office opened and they subconsciously looked back...

Maryanne came out of the office with a shawl, red lips, and stiletto heels, which made her a sense of exuberant beauty.

Amelia was stunned, she finally understood why Elena didn't welcome them, it turned out that Maryanne was the owner behind the store?

"Honey!" Under their different gazes, Maryanne came over with a smile and hooked Milton's arm. "You're finally here. We're going to see your mom tomorrow. I want you to accompany me to select some decent clothes. You have time, right?"