Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 638

The service lady, who was initially indifferent, widened her eyes when she saw Patrick. Then, she cried out in surprise, "Uncle!"

Uncle?

Amelia's mind went blank for a moment. When she came back to her senses, she saw that the receptionist had already thrown herself into Patrick's arms.

"Uncle, why didn't you tell me in advance that you were going to come to my shop?"

Amelia broke out in sweat. This glamorous girl instantly became as soft as cotton once she was in Patrick's arms.

After giving her a hug, Patrick distanced himself from her. "Finley, I didn't know you were back from abroad."

Finley Hopper was very surprised. "What? You didn't know? Some time ago when I was back from abroad, I immediately posted a status update on my story. My uncle doesn't care about me. You see me as a dispensable niece, right?"

In the face of Finley's complaints, Patrick said light-heartedly, "Maybe it's because I was away on a business trip around that time and didn't notice the stories you posted."

"Speaking of this, I remember that you personally contributed to some poor households sometime ago, right? Do you have nothing else better to do to be at such a lousy and dangerous place? By the way, hold on a moment..." After a pause, Finley put on a stern expression again and pointed to the security guards, "Throw her out!"

Throw?

Amelia smiled dryly. She had been wondering how Patrick had such an old niece, but from the way Finley talked, she was certain that this unreasonable girl and Patrick were family.

"Finley." Patrick pulled Amelia to him, of course he would not sit by and let her be thrown out. He looked down at Finley and announced, "She is your aunt." Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Finley was dumbfounded. After a while, she asked, unbelieving, "Uncle, so she... she's Amelia..."

Amelia, who was standing by the side listening to Finley stammer out her name with difficulty, could not help but interrupt her, "My name is Amelia Ramsay."

Finley came back to her sense and waved her hand to dismiss the group of security guards. She looked at Amelia for the first time and asked, "Are you here to use the toilet?"

"Yes," Amelia replied, longing for nothing more.

"Okay, then. Go upstairs and take a left, the bathroom's at the end of the hallway," Finley said briskly.

"Thank you!" Amelia turned around as if finally relieved of a heavy burden and ran upstairs.

Finley turned to Patrick and pointed out, "Uncle, she looks younger than me. How could you even bear to get together with her?"

Upon hearing this, Amelia, who was halfway climbing up the stairs, staggered and almost rolled down.

Glancing down at her clothes, Amelia felt puzzled. Was she dressed too childishly?

Patrick had a similar question in mind. "How did you come to the conclusion that you're younger than her? Is it the way she's dressed or her appearance?" Or was it because of Amelia's

dumbness?

He did not ask the latter question out loud. It was rare for him to be this kind.

He thought that Finley would come up with a constructive answer, but all she did was proudly puff her chest out and said, "Here."

"Where?" Patrick stared intently at her.

"It's here!" Finley pointed at the magnificent scene of front of her chest.

Patrick was speechless.

Seeing Patrick's constipated look, Finley thought that he had a deep resonance with her statement. So she subtly picked up a stack of documents from the front desk, turned to one of the pages, and recommended, "Uncle, to be honest, this is a breast enlargement combo set that I've developed myself after studying abroad. Since we haven't seen each other for so long and are so close with one another, Uncle, I'll only charge you 9998!"

Patrick looked intently at Finley and thought to himself, "So this girl has been waiting for me to come here?"

"Finley, the main reason why I brought her here is to let her relax her body and mind and boost her vitality. As for the rest, you don't need to recommend me any other packages."

Patrick pushed the recommendation book back to her.

"But I noticed that aunt's skin is a little dry! Uncle, do you know what a chain reaction will occur once a woman's skin is dehydrated?"

Finley did not give up and placed the recommendation book back into Patrick's arms.

Patrick crossed his arms on his chest and acted like he did not have the time for this. "For example?"

Finley had no choice but to stuff the book under her armpit to explain to him using her fingers. "For example, the skin will become rough and pale yellow... When the time comes, what you'll be hanging out with isn't a beauty, but a sallow-faced woman."

She thought that Patrick would be confused, but he replied "Well, in that case, I'll take a moisturizing session for her."

"One moisturizing session in our shop barely costs one thousand..." Finley pouted and tried to hand Patrick the recommendation book again, unsatisfied. "Uncle, I strongly recommend you to give Aunt a breast enlargement session. She is already old enough. Her chest will definitely droop after she gives birth! When the time comes, it will be your happiness that's held off!"

After solving Amelia's urgent problems, she just had to heard Finley's words right that moment.

The corner of his eye twitched. Hadn't Finley just praised her for looking so 'young' just a moment ago? How could she change her mind and dislike her for being too old in a blink of an eye?

If Amelia knew that the word 'young' was not the

'young' as Finley had mentioned, she might instantly be raged.

"You're back." Patrick was facing in the direction where Amelia was coming from. Seeing her pretty face slightly darkened, he guessed that she had overheard Finley's outspokenness.

Patrick shook his head and took the recommendation book from Finley's hand. He threw it into Amelia's arms and said, "Take a look at it yourself. Choose anything you need."

Amelia caught the book clumsily and glanced at Patrick with a surprised and flattered expression.

She thought that Patrick had just made a stop here to use his niece's bathroom, but she did not expect...

Finley, on the other end, saw that Patrick respected Amelia's wishes, so she immediately turned her attention to Amelia.

"Alas, if I had known this earlier, I should have cherished Amelia more," Finley regretted her previous actions.

"Aunt..." Finley mentally slapped herself, trying to conjure the same enthusiasm she used on Patrick to Amelia. However, Amelia merely pointed to the first two packages on the book and said, "Well, I want a sauna to sweat myself out, then a foot massage to improve the blood circulation in my feet. Is that

okay, Finley?"

Finley uncontrollably blurted out, "You're so stingy!"

Amelia raised her eyebrows in surprise. "What did you say?"

"Ah, nothing!"

Finley rubbed her nose and thought, "It's normal for uncle to be stingy on these. After all, he is a man. He doesn't know the importance of beauty to a woman.

Amelia was a woman. How could she refuse so many other good packages? Instead, she chose only a sauna and a feet massage!"

"Aunt, a woman should doll up for the one we love!" Finley said encouragingly.