Chapter 313


    Amelia said without thinking, "Of course I have to sell it. Without you, I have topete with


    others."


    Patrick''s face turned cold. It seemed that this idiotic woman still didn''t understand his intentions. "So


    you are not 100% sure to get the grave, right?"


    "Um..." Even though Amelia wasn''t willing to ept this, the reality was always cruel.


    "In this case, instead of waiting for someone else to buy it, it''s better to let me get it for sure. At least


    I won''t let other people make money from it."


    He had hinted thoroughly this time, as long as Amelia didn''t that dump...


    "Yes!" Amelia racked her brains and came up with a good idea to satisfy both sides. "You should


    buy this piece ofnd no matter what, and then I will give you back the money to sell the shares.


    Well, maybe the money will be not enough, but I will slowly pay back the rest of the money..."


    Patrick felt puzzled, then he interrupted Amelia''s n. "It seems you don''t find out the point. When


    you have sorted out your thoughts,e back to talk to me!"


    Was this his way of asking her out?


    Amelia felt confused and surprised. What did he want her to do?


    "s, Mr. Hopper..." She reached out to pull his sleeve and tried to seduce him.


    "Get out!" He didn''t change his mind.


    She lowered her shoulders and muffled, "If you don''t agree, I''ll find another way."


    The door closed quietly.


    Patrick tightened his lips. The only way she could do was to wait for his salvation!


    Back at his desk, Patrick opened hisptop, clicked on the video box and turned on the volume.


    The next second, Charles said in a hurried voice, "Hey! Hello... can you hear me?"


    Patrick replied, "Yes."


    Charlesined, "Where did you go just now?


    You didn''te back for such a long time."


    Patrick said simply, "Bathroom."


    Charles gave a strangeugh and said, "Is it really bathroom? Not your wife''s bed?"


    Patrick steered the topic back and asked, "Where have we just talked about?"


    Charles coughed lightly and said in an extremely heavy tone, "Teacher Sissi got divorced..."


    Patrick said calmly, "I know. You told me on the phone."


    Charles rolled his eyes. "I''d like to see your reaction with my own eyes."


    Patrick responded, "Then have you seen now?"


    Charles replied with a pained expression, "As expected, you forget your old love once you have a


    new lover."


    Patrick frowned. "You think I''m like you?"


    "Compared me with you, isn''t that an insult to you? Everyone knows that you are lovesick."


    Charlesughed and continuously said, "Sissi contacted me the day before yesterday. Guess what


    she talked about with me?"


    Patrick was curious, but there was no expression on his face as if Charles had only mentioned an


    insignificant old friend to him.


    Seeing Patrick''s reaction, Charles said uninterestingly, "She asked me if you''re married."


    The cigar in Patrick''s hand identally fell on the floor, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you


    tell her?"


    Charles shook his head and said, "I''m afraid to tell the truth, which will make me get in trouble."


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    After the video call with Charles, Patrick''s bewildered eyes suddenly turned to resentment. He


    sneered. Sissi was a coward. If she wanted to know his recent situation, why didn''t she call him and


    ask him herself?


    Knock...


    Hearing the knock on the door, Patrick closed theptop quickly and leaned his upper body on the


    back of the chair so as to make it convenient for him to look at the door. "Come in."


    He thought it was Amelia who thought it through and came back to look for him, but unexpectedly,


    the person who knocked on the door was Florence.


    Florence didn''te in, just poked her head in through the door, "I washed some fruit for you. Is it


    convenient for me to take it in?"


    She was suddenly so kind to him? Florence should have something to ask him.


    Patrick nodded and said, "Come here."


    Florence then dared to step in, this study, not to mention Amelia, even she did not have the


    opportunity to set foot. When Patrick and Sissi just broke up, he spent all day drinking in this study.


    Whoever came in would be driven out, and over time, everyone took this study as a ce that was


    forbidden to enter.


    Unlike Amelia who looked steadily forward, Florence, who was looking around, was shocked when


    she saw a stack of review materials on the bookshelf. "Patrick, do you still keep these old things?"


    Patrick frowned and raised his hand, trying to smoke, but then realized that the cigar had fallen to


    the ground. He held his forehead and said, "What do you want me to do?"


    Florence immediately adopted a serious attitude and said, "I''m here to apologize to you. It''s all


    because of me that Amelia got in trouble."


    Amelia wouldn''t have been pestered by The Smith Family if it weren''t for the fact that she and


    Hobart had an ident.


    Upon mentioning this, Patrick felt bad and asked, "You know you''re wrong?"


    "Yes, I was wrong."


    "Then I need yourpensation now."


    "Tell me, I will do as you say."


    Patrick put forward a condition, "Before Hobart is discharged from the hospital, you have to take


    care


    of him personally."


    Florence eximed excitedly, "Why?"


    Patrick said calmly. "He was hospitalized because of you. It''s reasonable for you to take care of him


    until he can be discharged from hospital."


    His real idea was that with Florence around, Hobart would probably have a difficulty fooling Amelia


    into going to the hospital!


    I''m here to ask you to find someone to look after Hobart. You don''t even know how detestable he


    is..."


    Florence poured out all the unkindness Hobart had shown her today, and then looked at Patrick with


    teary eyes, hoping to getfort from him.


    In order to protect his wife, Patrick betrayed his sister without hesitation. "Come on, don''t cry. Go


    back and have a sweet dream. Continue to check in the hospital tomorrow."


    Florence was stunned for a long time before she said in a trembling voice, "Patrick! Are you really


    my brother? Who are you? Did you disguise to my brother?"


    Patrick nced at her and said, "You still peed in bed when you were ten..."


    "Okay, that''s enough! I know you''re my brother!" Florence turned around and gritted her teeth as


    she said, "I''ll go back to work tomorrow morning!"


    Patrick interrupted, "I''ve already asked for half a month''s leave for you. During this period of time,


    you can stay at Northville without worry."