Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 705

The manager confirmed, "Yes!" He said, "It is very popular recently. Some of our customers are quite rough, so we have to prepare dozens of more for each style, just in case."

Patrick asked with interest, "You mean, these fabrics can be easily torn?"

"Emm..." The manager went silent for a moment.

Wait a minute! Why did Mr. Hopper look like he's here to purchase clothes?

Patrick could not help frowning. "What are you blabbering about? I'm asking you something!"

The manager had to say, "In fact, we deliberately designed it to be thin in material. After all, the guests are here to have fun not to enjoy fashion show. If they want to see the outfits, they can just go to the Comicon!"

Patrick curled his lips and said, "Okay then, give me one each of their outfit. By the way, it must be one size smaller."

"Mr. Hopper?" The manager did not feel so good. She did not expect that Patrick was actually here for the clothes!

Looking at the manager who looked as if she had

seen a ghost, Patrick asked puzzledly, "Did I not make myself clear?"

The manager looked behind her and asked the question that she had been holding back, "Mr. Hopper, to tell you the truth, I want to hear your opinion the most among all three bosses. You haven't been here for such a long time, is it because our girls aren't good enough?"

Patrick shook his head and said, "For me, they are the best clothes model."

The manager went speechless for a while then she asked awkwardly," Mr. Hopper, please forgive me for being stupid but are you praising or scolding me?"

Patrick said lightly, "Don't be nervous. It's not their problem. Otherwise, people will not bother to re- visit as often."

Hearing this, the manager breathed a sigh of relief and her face became subtle. According to his words, was it Mr. Hopper's own problem?

The manager instantly realized the truth!

Just as the manager was distracted, Patrick said, "Ask them to dismiss."

"Yes." The manager sighed with sympathy and thought. "Alas... Mr. Hopper is so young but there is something wrong with him. It would be meaningless even he makes some much money!"

The two women standing behind the manager had obviously misunderstood Patrick's words and could not help showing a disappointed expression.

The manager said politely to Patrick before she left, "Mr. Hopper, please wait here for a moment. I'll go and get you two sets of clothes. By the way, we do have other kinds of clothes, do you want to take a look at it as well?"

Patrick put one hand on the side of his lips and said in a low and ambiguous voice, "Well, I want all of it."

"Okay!" The manager turned around and said to the two women behind her with strange looks, "Let's go."

As soon as the door was closed.

The two women whispered, "Mr. Hopper is a man. Why does he want with all these clothes?"

One of them said in a serious tone, "I think... Mr. Hopper probably has a defect, so he wants to find another way out."

The other girl tilted her head and asked, "A way out?" "Yeah, it doesn't sound good. I think Mr. Hopper likes to wear women's clothes, or maybe he likes...man!" The manager's forehead was sweating as she listened to what they say. She was afraid that there would be ears behind the wall. She turned and scolded, "What are you talking about? Mr. Hopper is a married man! It's possible that he took these

clothes back for his wife at home!"

The manager's words hit the nail on the head of Patrick's heart. He wanted these clothes because he wanted to go home and let Amelia try on them.

As soon as the manager sent the four sets of different uniform, Patrick was eager to leave.

Before leaving, Patrick inexplicably heard the manager saying to him, "Mr. Hopper, you are still young. Don't give up so soon..."

Patrick frowned. His intuition told him that something was off.

But when he saw that the manager was crying for his own good, he could not help but become softhearted. He raised his hand and patted the manager's shoulder and said, "I know, thank you."

As the voice fell, Patrick left contentedly with a bag of clothes.

As for the manager, she was completely stunned.

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The night was as dark as pitch on the Land of Fragrance.

Amelia, who was absent-mindedly watching TV, heard the sound of the door opening. She subconsciously turned around, only to find that Huxton walked into the room and changed his shoes.

It was a lie to say that she was not disappointed.

However, when Huxton looked at her, Amelia still raised her hand and said, "Hey, are you back from meeting Dr. Scarlett?"

Huxton was stunned for a while. Then he asked uneasily, "How did you know about that, madam?"

Amelia smiled and said, "The words Tm in love' is written all over on your face. How can I not know?"

Huxton said calmly, "Then I'll go and wash my face so that I wouldn't provoke you."

Amelia looked at him with amusement and said, "Don't worry. Although I'm a failure in my love affair, Dr. Scarlett and you are both my friends. I am happy for the two of you."

Huxton glanced at her and said sincerely, "Thank you, madam."

Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong!

Huxton quickly replied, "Mr, Hopper must be back!"

The smile on Amelia's face unconsciously withdrawn and her mood became extremely complicated.

Huxton hesitated for a moment and said to her, "Madam, I've heard your conversation with Mr. Hopper. I don't think it's necessary for you to come to a deadlock over a small matter. It would be bad if others took advantage of the situation."

Upon hearing this, Amelia went silent.

Huxton did not mean it, but she misinterpreted it as another meaning. She knew that Patrick could meet Sissi any time he wanted but she was not a person who would bow for the mistake that was not made by her.

At this time, the ringing outside the door became more and more frequent, Huxton said, "HI open the door."

The door opened.

When Patrick saw that it was Huxton who opened the door, he did not even bother to ask where had he been but he immediately asked Huxton, "Where's Amelia?"

Huxton replied, "She's in the living room."

Patrick nodded with satisfaction and then said to Huxton who was standing in front of him, "You can go now."

Huxton did not know how to react, "Sir, I just came back."

Patrick glared at Huxton. He tried his best to lower his voice so that Amelia would not hear what he wanted to say Huxton. He said then, "Just go out if I asked you to do so. Why are you talking back to me? Do you have any money with you?" "Yes." Huxton lowered his head and was about to take out his wallet.

Noticing Huxton's little movements, Patrick was really bothered that veins began to pop from his forehead. "I'm not asking for your money!"

"Then sir, what do you want?"

Huxton lifted his eyes and saw the impatience on Patrick's face. Huxton was no longer able to read Patrick's mind.

Patrick said, "If you have money with you, you can go and find a hotel to stay in tonight. Remember, don't come back without my phone call! Also, take off the audiomonitor on your ear, and I'll take care of it. Do you hear me?"

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