Chapter 166
At this time, I didn''t have time to bother with Mabel at all.
I could feel that there were a pair of cold eyes behind me.
I stood still. And I felt chillness down my back.
Ryan didn''t care about what others would think of him at all. After that, he took the shorthand
notebook in front of her and went out.
As I was standing there, I heard the sounds of leather shoes rubbing against the ground behind me.
Then Patrick passed by me and walked to the front of Ryan. And he said politely, "Mr. Ryan, this
competition is organized by us. We have the responsibility to send everyone back home safely. So
she can''t go with you."
"Why?" Ryan raised his head and looked at Patrick, "Do you mean that she won''t be safe if she
goes with me?"
"Yes."
Patrick wasn''t evasive at all.
Ryan stood still. He looked at Patrick from
head to toe andughed out loud, "Young man, could it be that you think that I, an old man in my
fifties, will do anything to her?"
"That''s not what I mean. But regarding thispetition, mypany..."
"Don''t make any excuses with yourpany. When you saw me holding her in my arms yesterday,
your eyes were burning with anger." Ryan interrupted Patrick''s words and narrowed his eyes, "Do
you think it''s so hard for you to admit that you like her and that you don''t want her to go with me? In
front of feelings, you don''t need to put on airs."
Hearing Ryan''s words, I was stunned.
Patrick stared at him. After a long silence, he said, "This is a rule. She can''t leave with you."
He didn''t admit his feelings for me.
He probably had no feelings for me.
"Fine." Ryan nodded and said, "Since you insist that it''s a rule, I won''t take her away."
I probably was angry with Patrick.
I walked over to Ryan''s side and said, "Mentor Ryan, I surely will contact you when I return to City
Y."
"Okay."
Ryan nodded.
Patrick looked at me as if his eyes were about to be burning!
I didn''t bother with him at all.
And I went back to my room on my own.
At this time, it was already past two p.m. I remembered that Ryan had said that he would leave at
three p.m. To take my chance, I stood at the parking lot at the gate of the resort at exactly 3 p.m.
Sure enough, I saw Tommy and Ryan over there.
Next to them, a male waiter was helping them move their luggage.
I ran over hurriedly and said, "Mentor Ryan, thank you for your guidance yesterday."
"It''s alright. I was just on the spur of the moment." Ryan looked at me and asked, "Why didn''t you
bring your things with you?"
"My things?"
"Your luggage! I thought you were leaving with me."
"It turns out that he is thinking so."
I said quickly, "I''ll leave with my colleagues tomorrow. After all, we were here together."
"All right." He didn''t force me as he just said, "I see that the boss of Towering High is not
straightforward at all. As for what he is thinking about in his mind, he isn''t even sure about it by
himself. I''m afraid you won''t be by his side for a long time. If you encounter any difficulties in the
future,e to me at any time."
After he said that, Tommy, who was on the side, became interested as he said, "Ryan, you''ve been
living a secluded life over these years. It''s rare for me to see you care so much about someone."
"Hey, I''m old. And half of my body is buried in the soil. I just can''t bear to see no one inherit all of my
skills."
Ryan said casually.
I was a little confused by his words.
"Could it be that Ryan was intending to..."
"Could it be that he wanted to adopt me as his disciple?"
"He shouldn''t have meant so..."
No matter how boldly I thought, I dared not to think so.
But what he had said just now seemed to indicate that he did have such an intention
When I was wondering whether I should ask him or not, I heard the sounds of footsteps behind me.
Then I heard someone shouting behind me, "Mr. Ryan."
It was Jeremy.
I looked back and saw Jeremy running at us from somewhere not far away.
Somewhere not far behind him, someone walked toward us as well.
It was Patrick.
From such a long distance, I could even see the displeasure on his face.
There was even some anger on it.
Beside me, Ryan chuckled and said, "Well, he ising."
Jeremy came over and looked at me, saying with some embarrassment, "Miss Archer, why are you
here?"
"I''m here to see Mentor Ryan off."
I spoke to Jeremy politely.
As I said politely, Patrick had already walked to my side. He nced at me coldly with his dark eyes
and asked me the same question as Jeremy''s, "Why are you here?"
I gave him the same answer.
"It is the duty of the organizer to see the judges off. Howe it is your turn?" Patrick seemed to be
quite dissatisfied with my behavior.
Before I could retort, Ryan smiled on the side and shook his head, "Oh, I didn''t expect that I, an old
man, can make someone jealous."
After that, the surrounding atmospehere immediately became awkward.
The ones who were discerning knew what Ryan meant.
I also understood that based on Patrick''s possessiveness, he was feeling jealous now.
Tommy smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay, Ryan, let''s go. Otherwise, we won''t be able to catch up
with the flight."
"Okay."
Ryan took a pair of sunsses off his cor and put them on.
Turning his head to Patrick, he pointed at him and said, "Young man, cherish her when you have a
chance. Otherwise, you will regret it when she isn''t by your side anymore."
"Mr. Ryan, it''s time for you to leave."
Patrick stood there. And the expression on his face was as same as usual.
It seemed that he wasn''t moved by what Ryan had said at all.
Ryan looked at him and shook his head helplessly, "Fine. I suffered losses when I was young. So
I''m advising you out of my kindness. Since you find my words harsh, then take it as if I were
meddlesome."
After that, he sat in the car and closed the car door.
When Tommy got on the car, the car started and left.
Watching the car leave, I turned around, nning to go back to my room. After I took a few steps,
Patrick walked to my side and said, "If I didn''te here, are you going to leave with him?"
"Mr. Cowell, you think too much." I shrugged my shoulders, "I was here to see Mentor Ryan off.
After all, I''m still an employee of Towering High. Although I only got third ce in thispetition, I
have 100,000 dors as a reward which I haven''t got yet. I dare not to disobey you."
"100,000 dors? Are you indeed in need of the money?"
Patrick''s voice sounded on my head. Although it was a little cold, I could easily tell that it was mixed
with anger.
I smiled helplessly, "Yeah, I need it so much. I''m different from you, Mr. Cowell. When you are doing
business, you can get millions of dors within minutes. Neither I am the same as Caroline. She,
who is cheeky, does nothing. And she relies on you to support her."
Patrick was slightly silent.
After a long time, he said, "If you need money, just tell me. It''s not that you asked for money from
me. I''m willing to give you my money."
"Mr. Cowell, you don''t have to do so. I am physically fit. And I will make money by myself." I thought
about it for a while and said, "Mr. Cowell, I just hope that you can understand that I earned all the
money with clean ways by myself. Please don''t specte randomly. Leave me a way out."
After I finished my words, Patrick, who was originally standing beside me, obviously paused.
This time, I indeed decided to leave him.
"It''s just a Patrick Cowell, isn''t it? It''s just that I have been in love with him for more than a decade,
right?"
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"So what?"
"He isn''t good to me. Then I surely won''t y up to him enthusiastically."
Early the next morning, I left with my colleagues by ne. Although in the midway, Caroline
pretended to ask me to go back with them by private ne, I refused.
I used to think it was great to take a private ne.
But I knew that such a world didn''t belong to me.