Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)
Chapter 597

She thought Jonathan would want to finish his work as soon as possible but to her surprise, he shouted at the driver with a cold face, "In the future, whenever President Ramsay is in the car, you should report anything and everything to her first, is that clear!"

The driver gulped a mouthful of saliva and said nervously, "Yes sir!"

"Then repeat what you've just said," Jonathan ordered.

"Okay." The driver glanced at Amelia and said embarrassedly, "President Ramsay, we've arrived at the house of the first casualty on the paper. You may get down from the car now." Amelia nodded and said, "Okay, I heard it."

"Mr. Tukcer?" The driver then looked at Jonathan, intending to consult him on this issue.

Jonathan looked very impatient. "Didn't you hear that President Ramsay said 'okay'? Why are you still looking at me?"

The driver, who was shouted at for the second time, was so embarrassed that he wanted to cry.

Amelia said, "Let's get out of the car and not waste

any time."

Jonathan stopped scolding the driver and said, "For the sake of President Ramsay, I'll let you go this time. If you make the same mistake again next time, you can stop coming to work!"

"Yes sir. Thank you." As the driver spoke, he got out of the car and helped Amelia to open the car door for them. This time, the driver was smart as he opened the car door on Amelia's side. The moment they got off the car, Jonathan said, "You've just taken up this post, you must show your authority in front of these subordinates. Otherwise, they won't take you seriously!" Amelia said in an enlightened tone, "Alright, I get it."

"Good..." Jonathan turned his gaze to the building that was not far away, which it looked as if it was going to collapse. He then said, "Go in if you're prepared."

Amelia clenched her fists tightly and ready to take the risk. "Let's go."

At Room 301's door.

Just standing outside the house, they heard a burst of crying, it could even be regarded as howling.

At this moment, Amelia's heart felt as if it had been ripped apart. A guilty project had caused the deaths of a bunch of innocent employees. Daniel must have had no conscience to do such a thing!

The police should have personally escorted Daniel here so that he could hear these tears and laments. He would definitely not be able to sleep peacefully at night if he saw this!

Jonathan glanced at Amelia and asked, "President Ramsay, do you want to press the doorbell or do you want me to do it?"

Amelia plucked up the courage and said, "Let me do it."

She put her index finger on the doorbell installed at the edge of the door frame and pressed on it once, then twice and for the third time but the doorbell did not ring.

Amelia realized that the doorbell might be broken, so she exchanged a glance with Jonathan.

Jonathan said, "Let's call them out."

"Okay." Amelia cleared her throat and shouted at the door, "Is anyone there?"

Jonathan frowned and said sternly, "You're too soft. You didn't eat anything this morning?"

Amelia looked at Jonathan and said pitifully, "It's because it's too noisy inside."

Jonathan did not intend to help her at all. "Then make your voice louder than theirs!"

"Ahem!" Amelia took a deep breath and she roared: "Is anyone home?!"

Soon, all the neighbors on the left and right poked their heads out and angrily rebuked, "Which lunatic is shouting out here!"

"F*ck you! I thought there was an earthquake!"

Amelia was so wrongly accused that tears were swelling up in her eyes. Jonathan however, took a step back and act if the whole thing had nothing to do with him. Amelia had no choice but to swallow her bitterness. "I'm sorry. I was in such a hurry to find this family, I never intend to disturb."

Seeing Amelia, who was a young and beautiful girl apologizing sincerely to them, most of the people closed their mouths and turned their heads back into their room.

Just then, with a creak being heard, the door of No. 301 opened...

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Amelia's eyes tightened. Behind the iron door, an old woman with white hair stared at her with a pair of red and swollen eyes. She could not describe the look in her eyes. Her glance was like needles, it made Amelia uncomfortable every time the old woman looked at her.

Just as Amelia and the old woman were silently looking at each other, Jonathan at the side reminded in a low voice, "Say something."

"Oh, yes." Amelia, who had been reminded, said to the old woman in a heavy tone, "Lady, we are the person in charge of the Apex Construction Corporation. We are here to... apologize to you."

Amelia did not have the confidence to say the word 'apologize'. After all, it was a human life! If an apology was useful, why would anyone ever need the police?

The old lady trembled and raised her index finger. She pointed at Amelia and said with no expression on her face, "I know you. You are the person who apologized on TV yesterday..." Amelia gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, it's me... but it's not me as well."

Yes, Amelia was the one who apologized in public but she was not the one who made mistakes!

The lady took a deep look at Amelia, then she lowered her head and slowly unlocked the door lock. "Come in. My house is small. I hope you don't mind."

Amelia felt sorry for her. The lady's polite words made her feel worse than any beating or scolding.

Upon entering the room, Amelia realized that the house was pitifully small.

The information showed that in addition to the old lady, her husband, daughter-in-law, as well as her two ten-year-old grandsons were living here too.

The woman, who was crying on the chair, heard the noise from the door and turn her face to them.

When she saw Amelia's face, the woman was stunned at first, then she rushed into the kitchen and took a knife out. Amelia was so scared that her face turned pale.

"Step back!" Jonathan grabbed Amelia's hand and stood in front of her to protect her.

"Stop!" The old lady shouted. Her voice was not loud, but she stopped her daughter-in-law.

"Mom! They're the murderers! They're the murderers!" His daughter-in-law complained in a tearful voice while holding the hilt of her knife tightly.

"The real troublemaker has been sent to jail. This girl was just running errands for him." The old woman was a wise woman.

The young woman shouted, "Mom, don't listen to them! They are all from the same company. They must be together!"

Amelia poked her head out from behind Jonathan and said, "Miss, your mother is right..." "Shut up!" The young woman shot a hateful look at

Amelia.

Amelia pretended that she did not understand her disdain and tried to flatter her. "Miss, I see that you have two kids, you have to stay strong for them, right?" "Try calling me again? I'll kill you!" The other party gnashed her teeth.

"They are our guest. Stop making a nuisance."

The old lady moved a box of crushed beer tins on the chair to the ground. She then took a gasp of air and said to Amelia and Jonathan, "Please have a seat."