Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 596

Two or three seconds after clicking the 'send' button, her Gmail prompt suddenly rang. She looked down at the lower right corner of the computer and saw Milton's avatar flashing wildly... "Amelia, why do you like to hide from the crowd?" It was message from Milton.

"I've gotten used to it." Amelia started the chat with Milton.

"I watched the news from England. How can you be so unlucky? As soon as I leaves you, your life was full of disasters." Milton replied as soon as she sent the message.

"Even if you were here, my life wouldn't be any better too." Amelia replied.

"Are you complaining that I didn't save you from your troubles?"

"Oh shut it, you focus on your career and love life in Britain. As for me, someone will take care of my affairs for me." Amelia pretended to be carefree.

"Fine. You have Patrick. Who else do you need? There's no need to reply! I'm going to sleep!" Milton replied.

"Stingy! Good night!"

Looking at Milton's portrait which went dark, Amelia put her fingers on the keyboard for a long time and did not move it away. Since when did her feelings of annoyance and depression had become something needed to hide from her best friend....

The next day...

When Amelia got out of bed, she felt a little giddy. She propped herself up on the bedside table with her hands and rubbed her temples with the other.

Was she that unlucky? Did she catch a cold after being showered by the two pots of cold water from Eve? Oh no!

Amelia wailed in her heart. Before she could brush her teeth and wash her face, she ran to Dr. Scarlett's room and knocked on the door.

When the door opened, it was Huxton with a handsome face who came out. Amelia was stunned and subconsciously said, "I'm sorry, I went to the wrong room!"

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Huxton coldly opened his mouth and said, "Madam, you didn't go to the wrong room. I'm here to discuss something with Dr. Scarlett. Please come in. I'm leaving."

Only then did Amelia turn around. Through the gap in the door, she saw Dr. Scarlett getting up from the bed in an embarrassing posture. She was stunned for a moment. What matter were they discussing that they would need to take it to the bed?

Sensing the curiosity between Amelia's eyebrows, Huxton said with a cold face, "It is not what you think." Then he walked away, which made Amelia even more confused.

Amelia entered the room quietly, seeing that Dr. Scarlett was frowning and looked like she was about to cry, Amelia asked carefully, "Dr. Scarlett, are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" Dr. Scarlett looked up at Amelia and forced a smile.

However, Dr. Scarlett's slightly red and swollen lips revealed some subtle secrets.

Rubbing her nose, Amelia did not go further down on the topic, "Dr. Scarlett, I seem to have caught a cold.

I need your help to check up for me."

Back then, Amelia would just drink two sachets of medicine and it would be over. But at this crucial moment, it was better to be more careful. It would be better if she were to find a professional doctor and ask for help.

"Sure, please take a seat. I'll go and rinse my mouth first." Scarlett rubbed her mouth with the back of her hand and nod as she walked to the bathroom.

Amelia did not know what was wrong with her. She

asked out of a sudden, "You two kissed, didn't you?"

Dr. Scarlett stiffened and did not know what to response.

Amelia knew she had made an indiscreet mistake and stuck out her tongue, "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked..."

"It alright," Dr. Scarlett said without looking back, she then spat out a sentence that Amelia could not understand. "It's my fault..."

At Apex Construction Corporation.

Amelia walked into the office with a pot of medicine prepared for her by the doctor. When she entered she saw that Ryker had already been sorting out her desk for her.

She greeted him as usual. "Good morning, Ryker."

Ryker turned back and said with a faint smile, "Good morning, President Ramsay."

Good morning? It was almost 10 o'clock. Not only did Amelia not do her part as a role leader of the company but she was late!

Amelia acted as if she did not see the disdain in Ryker's eyes and said, "Ryker, I want a cup of coffee..."

Ryker interrupted, "A spoonful of milk and one-third of a sugar cube, right?"

As a reply to his rude behaviour, Amelia smiled and said, "Congratulations, you have learned how to finish the sentence of others."

Ryker's eyes dimmed. He could not tell whether Amelia was joking or mocking him. However, with this woman's IQ, the possibility of her deliberately mocking him was almost zero. Ryker curled his lips and nodded. "Please wait for a moment."

As soon as Ryker left, Amelia immediately picked up the landline and dialled Jonathan's number. "Uncle Tucker, I've already arrived at the company..."

By the time Ryker returned with a cup of coffee, Amelia was already nowhere to be seen.

He was stunned, "Where did the woman run off to? Didn't she want coffee?"

Not only that, before Amelia left, she turned the office that was tidied upside down again. Files were scattered all around the table and floor.

Ryker was totally froze at the spot by the scene in the office.

As for Amelia, she had got into the vehicle provided by the company and went out with Jonathan. "President Ramsay, this is the information of the 27 casualties." Jonathan handed the collected

information to Amelia and asked, "What have you observed from all this information?"

One minute later...

Amelia raised her eyes and said unconfidently, "Are they all... very poor?"

"Yes, and?"

"Are they all men?" Amelia said in a cute and stupid way.

Wasn't that nonsense? Jonathan's face darkened. "Other than that?"

Amelia was distressed and said, "I don't know. It's better for you to just tell me."

Jonathan shook his head. "The company is yours now!"

Amelia pouted and said, "I know but I'm still young, and I still have a lot of things to learn. Uncle Tucker, I know you're the best, please juts tell me."

"Alright," Jonathan compromised. "These dead employees are all between 30 and 40 years old, which means that they are the backbone of their family. In other words, they have their own family members waiting forthem at home. If an accident occurs, the whole family will lose its source of income."

A touch of pain flashed in Amelia's eyes but she did not seem to fully understand it. "What about their future then?" "Now the question is not what they should do but what you should do. Once the pillar falls, it will definitely arouse a deep hatred among those relatives. For example, the first family we are going to visit now, the only son of two elderly and the only father of two children are buried under the ruins. How are you going to ease their emotion?"

"I have no idea!"

Jonathan suggested a plan "Never talk or fight back, do you understand?"

"What?" Amelia shot a glance at Jonathan and said in a delicate voice, "Isn't it enough for us to compensate them, why do they still want to beat me up?"

Jonathan replied in a 'matter-of-fact' expression, "What do you think? If you were the one involved in such a matter, what would you do?"

"Alright then." Amelia had nothing else to say.

After some time, the vehicle stopped beside an abandoned residential quarter. The driver turned around and said to Jonathan respectfully, "Mr. Tucker, we're here."