Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 627

Patrick was hot-headed and immediately rushed forward to seize the key from her hand. He stared at her with flames burning behind his eyes and asked, "Where did you find it?"

Amelia simply answered, "By the stairs."

Patrick narrowed his eyes slightly. "Why didn't I notice it when I came down?"

Amelia said, "Maybe it's because men don't seem to be as attentive as women when searching for something."

Patrick did not question the logic of her words. In other words, he was too lazy to be bothered about any other things once he got his key back.

He looked up at Amelia, the look in his eyes were warmer now, a jumble of both happiness and faint gratitude. He said to her, "Thank you."

Amelia's heart pounded in her chest. For her whole life, this was the first time Patrick had thanked her!

Blinking her eyes in a daze, she then suppressed any hint of her surprise and said calmly, "You're welcome. Since you've found the key, you should go and eat now, shouldn't you?" "Let's go together." Patrick heaved a sigh of relief.

"Okay." Amelia nodded. She peered at Patrick's clenched fist around the key with fear still lingering in her eyes.

What on earth was this? How come Patrick care so much about it?

Sensing the crease between her brows, Patrick quietly put the key back into his pocket as if he wanted to keep it away from her sight.

Oh, so secretive?

Amelia pouted and tried her best to hold back her impulse from forcing Patrick to spit out about what was going on.

After dinner, Amelia and Patrick returned to their respective rooms.

Ever since Amelia took over Apex Construction Corporation, she moved away from Patrick's master bedroom to a secondary bedroom, for she needed a place for her to work as well.

The second bedroom was no doubt the best option for her to use as a temporary home office.

On the other hand, once Patrick returned to the master bedroom after locking the door, he reached into his pocket for the key then placed it in an elegant key box on the bedside table.

He was too careless for not noticing the key box in his coat was not clasped properly and lost the key.

This was the key to the house he specially bought for Sissi. If he lost it, he would have to inform the management and have the key remade, then he would not be able to surprise her in time.

The next day, at noon.

In an exquisite French restaurant sat Patrick and Sissi.

While Patrick ordered with the waitress, Sissi held her cheek in one hand and stared at the charming man in front of her with a smile on her lips.

Sissi felt that it was her greatest luck to be reunited with him again. As for being as close to him as she was at this moment, truth to be told, she did not even dare to imagine it before returning from abroad.

"Is this enough?"

Patrick, who ordered around six or seven dishes in one breath, suddenly raised his head to look at her, only to find Sissi a little absent-minded.

He snapped his fingers in front of her and asked in a deep voice, "What are you daydreaming about?"

With an apologetic look, Sissi said, "Sorry, what did you say? Can you repeat it?"

"I asked you, what else do you want to eat, other than the dishes I just ordered?" After a pause,

Patrick changed his mind with no shift in the expression on his face. "Forget it. You couldn't have heard what I ordered since you weren't paying attention anyway."

"Don't get angry... I'll know once I look at the menu." With a gentle smile, Sissi cast a heedful glance at the waitress by her side.

Although the waiter was a woman, her face was still blushed from Sissi's look.

"Sir has ordered a total of seven dishes, which include Bouillabaisse, Foie Gras, Lobster Thermidor, Cold-Poached Salmon with Sorrel Sauce, Coq au Vin..."

"Wait, hold on," interrupted Sissi softly but firmly. Under the nervous gaze of the waitress, she looked at Patrick and asked, "Isn't this a bit too much?"

"Is it?" Patrick skimmed over her thin face and replied lightly, "You should eat more to have the strength to teach lessons."

"Alright then, I'll listen to you." His subtle care sounded as sweet as honey to Sissi.

The French restaurant was designed with a structure of a Z', with a barrier in the centre to reduce the awkwardness when guests made eye contact with other guests during their meal.

While Patrick and Sissi were seated at the head of the 'Z', Amelia and her client were at the other end of it coincidentally.

But because of the barrier between them, they had no idea of each other's presence despite being in the same place.

"President Ramsay, with your company's current reputation, even if we invest now, it's not guaranteed that we'll have our principal back in three years."

Amelia merely smiled at his look of worry and said, "Mr. Hayes, I understand your concern, but if you've seen the news, you'll know that we immediately took first aid measures the second the accident happened in the development zone. We had also admitted our mistakes without reluctance in front of the media and compensated pensions that were several times higher than the amount stated in the contract. You'll also find that the negative reports against Apex Construction Corporation are decreasing day by day if you turn the TV on now. At this crucial time, if Mr. Hayes is willing to invest in us, I can assure you that it will only bring benefits to your company, with no harm done at all."

Mr. Hayes was amused. "Benefits?"

Amelia gave a serious nod. "First of all, with more investment, there will be more dividends at the end of the year, that's for sure. However, because you'll be one of the first ten companies to invest in us, you're eligible for an extra three per cent on your share of dividends. Most importantly, our company will even invite you to participate in our annual lucky draw event at the end of the year. So, tell me, are you interested now?"

Mr. Hayes was even more delighted after listened to Amelia's words. "Why does it sound like a lottery... But I'd like to ask, what kind of good deals can I draw from?"

Amelia chuckled. "You'll find out at the end of the year. We need to maintain the air of mystery!"

Mr. Hayes then quickly added, "Hey, wait a minute, I didn't say I wanted to invest."

The grin on Amelia's face froze momentarily. He was still not convinced!

"However, about the three per cent increase in dividends..." Under her expectant expression, Mr. Hayes rubbed his chin and raised three fingers of her face. "I ask for another increment of three per cent!" Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"You're taking advantage of the situation!" Amelia was stunned and had the urge to flip the table.

This was not just a matter of simple mathematical addition... They were talking about money...

Money...

Mr. Hayes raised his eyebrow and challenged, "President Ramsay, listen to me and don't get agitated yet. If it was the previous Apex Construction Corporation, I would be more than happy to accept your offer. However, the Apex Construction Corporation today is...not as great as before. I'm sorry if I'm being too blunt, please don't get angry with me."

Amelia withdrew her furious gaze in reluctance.