Chapter 397


    Amelia stared nkly at Hobart''s ringed little finger. Generally, most men had longer fingers than


    women did, and Hobart had at least a dozen rings on his fifth finger. Put together, these glistening


    rings were awe-inspiring!


    Amelia couldn''t help butmented, "Hobart, even parvenus don''t wear rings the way you do."


    Hobart gazed at her in an obsessive way and said, "Silly, can''t you see that I''m helping you with


    your business?"


    Despite herself, Amelia spoke her mind, "But I start to worry that you will be single forever after


    seeing you wearing so many pinky rings at one time."


    A smile reached Hobart''s eyes. "It doesn''t matter. If I don''t meet the right woman in another two


    years, I''ll make do with you."


    At that, Milton let out a cold snort to express his contempt for Hobart.


    Then Milton reached out and showed Amelia his slender left hand that even women would be


    jealous of. He said, fighting for Amelia''s favor as well, "I''m buying too. Hurry up and help me try it


    on."


    "Milton, I don''t think you should do that..."


    Before Amelia could finish her sentence, Hobart''s face changed as he pped Milton''s outstretched


    hand off.


    "Hobart, I want to kick your ass!" Milton couldn''t take it any longer.


    Hobart said calmly, "Milton, how many times do I have to remind you? You already have a girlfriend,


    so why are you buying a pinky ring? You''d better get some sex toys."


    Milton was so annoyed that he almost wanted to break up with Maryanne right now, but Amelia''s


    followingments froze him. "Hobart is right. Pinky rings are for single people. Since you have a


    girlfriend, you should check our wedding ring."


    "But how could you wear it?" Milton chose to ignore thetter part of Amelia''s words and stared at


    her little finger somewhat bitterly.


    Amelia said in a frustrated tone, "I am the model responsible for showing our rings. Of course, I


    need to wear it. Please, both of you, don''t make trouble. Go away. Don''t prevent me from doing


    business."


    Noting that Amelia kept saying something about her business, Hobart got the message. That was,


    Amelia was not only short of money, but she was also in urgent need of it!


    It would be easy if it were another woman. But Amelia had always been very sensible and would


    never take advantage of others. Even


    if Hobart wanted to help her, he needed to do it differently.


    At the thought of that, Hobart pretended to be curious. "Amelia, until now, do you have more male or


    female clients?"


    "Male clients." And her only two female customers were pushed away by them. Amelia thought,


    defeated.


    "Do you know why?" Hobart asked persuasively.


    Amelia knew the point that opposites attract, so she answered immediately, "Because I''m a


    woman."


    "You''ve missed the most important reason, and that''s that you''re a beautiful woman. I''m afraid that


    any mediocre woman would have died of shame before they even appeared in front of you, not to


    mentione to buying your rings." Hobart never forgot to praise her.


    Amelia automatically ignored hispliment and went straight to the point. "But almost all the


    sellers here are female. You can''t get a male seller to serve female customers, let alone any


    handsome guy!"


    "That''s not true. Isn''t there a handsome guy in front of you?" Hobart pointed at himself without being


    self-conscious.


    Amelia tilted her head and asked somewhat adorably, "What do you mean?"


    Hobart followed, "I''ve done some research on jewelry. Give me half the counter, and I promise that


    you''ll get endless female customers. When you get off work, I''m sure you will have way too much


    commission."


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    Amelia was a little tempted, but she restrained herself and asked, "But... Will it be too much trouble


    for you?"


    Hobart said with a rxed smile, "I have plenty of time anyway, and I''m also very d to do


    something else on weekends."


    In the face of Milton''s cold, cunning-man look, Hobart set a trap for him. "Milton will have to pick up


    Maryanne for lunchter. He probably won''t be of much help to you."


    "Holy sh*t! When did I invite Maryanne for lunch?" yelled Milton inwardly.


    Milton decided not to fall into his trap and said decisively to Amelia, "I''m staying and helping you!"


    Seeing that Amelia was about to open her red lips and refuse him, Milton shouted directly, "Don''t


    kick me away! Otherwise, you are no longer my friend!"


    Trembling, Amelia agreed, "Then... do whatever you want."


    As a result, the counter, which had belonged to


    Amelia only, was divided into three parts. She was sandwiched in the middle by two different but


    equally handsome guys. From time to time, she "enjoyed" jealous looks from other female


    customers, which she felt so awkward.


    But she had to admit that women were the major buyers of jewelry. Since Milton and Hobart had


    been here, the store was crowded with women of all ages.


    Amelia was both in pain and happy...


    And the scene of poprity happened to be noticed by Patrick, who was passing by after a meeting


    with his clients.


    The key was that the ss of the Crown Jewelry Company was transparent. As a result, people and


    things inside could be seen clearly. Moreover, Amelia''s special counter was particrly arranged by


    Mr. Cosmo in the center of the front door. So they were not difficult to be found.


    "Crown Jewelry..." Patrick read the name of the store. Sitting in the car, he was surprised that apart


    from the Scarlet Clothing Company, otherpanies offered part-time jobs to Amelia.


    And after Patrick recognized who the two men around Amelia were, his mood, which had not been


    very good, got worse.


    Patrick tightened his hands on the steering wheel.


    He had never expected that Hobart and Milton would simultaneously appear at Amelia''s side and


    peacefully selling jewelry for her.


    There was a second when Patrick had an impulse to rush in and drag Amelia away, but then he


    came up with a better idea.


    He took out his cell phone and dialed two familiar numbers. He then stayed in the car patiently,


    waiting for the drama.


    After a while, a small red sports car rushed into Patrick''s sight like a wild horse. Because of the


    nontransparent ss of Patrick''s car, the woman did not see him when she rolled down her window.


    Maryanne got off the car and red at the Crown Jewelry Company. After seeing that her boyfriend


    was standing beside Amelia to help, she felt that her stomach, which had been ufortable,


    started to churn with anger, so she frowned in pain.


    Maryanne stood still and took a deep breath. "Don''t jump the queue!" "Get back!" She ignored the


    customers'' shouting and elbowed her way to the three.


    "Miss, may I ask..." Amelia stopped abruptly as she looked up at Maryanne.


    She turned to Milton, who was wearing a strange look, and asked, "You said you didn''t invite


    Maryanne for lunch? Isn''t she here to look for you?"


    "No, I didn''t ask her out!" Troubled, Milton exined to Amelia before pulling Hobart''s cor and


    asking viciously, "Did you ask Maryanne to be here?"