Chapter 553


    The female manager was stunned at first but she began to swear afterwards, "What the f*ck are


    you..."


    When she raised her head and looked at the man''s face closely, her scolding voices changed into


    stutters, "Mr. Hopper?"


    Patrick looked at her from his height and then nced at the clothing store''s name. He asked in a


    confused tone, "New shop?"


    "Yes." The female manager gulped. She was nervous and mesmerized. This was the first time she


    was so close with Patrick in real life.


    Patrick moved his feet and stepped few more times on the new dress. "How long have you been in


    Roxxon?"


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    "Just a few days." The female manager''s attention waspletely focused on Patrick. She did not


    pay attention to his action at all.


    Patrick raised his eyebrows. No wonder she did not even know who was Roxxon''s hostess.


    Then the female manager saw that Amelia was helped up by Dr. Scarlett. She thought that they


    were trying to escape in chaos. She pointed to them and reported to Patrick, "Mr. Hopper, you are


    just in time. These two women just knocked down my racks. I suspect they did it on purpose!"


    "Did it on purpose?" Patrick mulled over these four words meaningfully.


    The female manager shot Amelia a contemptuous look. "That''s right! I think if they aren''t thieves,


    they must be sent by other shops to make trouble here!"


    Patrick crossed his arms and said, "How do you want me to deal with this?"


    The female manager said viciously, "It''s best to send them to the police station and lock them up!


    No! Before that, I want them topensate for the loss of my clothes!"


    Amelia could not help saying, "You want me topensate you for the loss of your clothes? But all


    of your clothes are here."


    The female manager said angrily, "Yes. However, they are dirty! As soon as these clothes are


    stained with dust, I have to send these clothes to clean them. Anyhow, there will still be traces left. If


    my customers think that these are second-hand clothes worn by others, do you think my business


    can survive in the future? Well, there can be negotiation. I won''t call the police as long as you


    compensate the clothes and apologize to me three times!"


    At this moment, more onlookers wereing over to the clothing store. The way they looked at


    Amelia was totally different now.


    It was because they had recognized Amelia who was Madam Ramsay from the sales department.


    She was the boss''s wife!


    Some kind people tried to open their mouths and wanted to remind the fearless female mananger.


    Then they noticed Patrick''s sneaky smile. It was clearly that he wanted to vent his anger on the


    female manager.


    They gave up the idea of warning the female manager when they saw Patrick''s smile. After all, this


    female manager was really arrogant. What was more,petitions exist between businesses. They


    did not have to take risk to offend Patrick by doing something like this.


    Patrick waited quietly. He wondered if Amelia would beg him or call him "hubby" or "Mr. Hopper" in


    front of the crowd sweetly. Then, he would help her immediately.


    Amelia asked, "How much are these clothes?"


    The female manager nced at them roughly and said, "They worth at least more than five hundred


    thousand dor!"


    More than five hundred thousand!


    Amelia''s face looked concern. She was Roxxon''s employee, so she knew the retail price of the


    stores was very pricey in Roxxon. However, five hundred thousand was too much. The female


    manager definitely was asking for too much!


    "I think it''s worth at most a hundred thousand dor." Dr. Scarlett whispered to Amelia so that she


    would not get cheated.


    The female manager pointed at a long dress on the ground angrily, "One hundred thousand dor?


    It''s even not enough to buy this dress!"


    Amelia nced at the ground and smiled. Unfortunately, the dress which cost more than one


    hundred thousand dor was stepped by Patrick all the time. She asked, "That''s strange. The skirt


    was stepped by him. Why don''t you ask him to pay for it?"


    The female manager lowered her eyes and said, "Mr. Hopper, err, he stepped on it identally. I


    can understand!"


    Amelia nced at Patrick subconsciously. However, his eyes were looking somewhere else and


    pretended that he did not know her.


    Amelia pouted her lips and said to the female manager, "Anyway, I can''t pay more than five hundred


    thousand dor. As for apologizing... I have apologized for more than three times just now. It was


    you who didn''t listen so I couldn''t do anything


    about it."


    The female manager stared at her and asked, "I ask you for onest time. Do you want to


    compensate?"


    Amelia thought for a moment and said, "Well, I''ll pay for yourundry fee at most or you can let me


    to take these clothes away. I''ll wash them for you..."


    Before Amelia could finish her sentence, the female manager chuckled and said, "You are obviously


    a thief right? You are waiting for this opportunity to take my clothes away!"


    Amelia was speechless.


    "Hah!" Dr. Scarlett pointed to Amelia and said, "She is Mr. Hopper''s wife. She can get anything she


    wants. Do you think she wants your cheap clothes?"


    "Mr. Hopper''s wife?" The female managerughed as if she had heard a joke. However no one


    around herughed along. If she were smart enough, she should have realized that something was


    wrong at the moment.


    However, the insensible female manager was thinking, If this woman really was Patrick''s wife, how


    could Patrick just stand there watching and do nothing?


    The female manager asked Patrick deliberately and enigmatically for confirmation, "Mr. Hopper,


    someone said that this woman in front of you was


    your wife. Do you admit it?"


    Patrick cast a sidelong nce at Amelia and gave her a look which was saying, "If you beg me, I


    will admit that you''re my wife."


    Amelia bit her lips thinking that this narrow-minded man must be taking revenge on her for ignoring


    him!


    When she felt hesitated and thought whether she should ask him for help, a soft voice came from


    nearby. "Baby, if you like anything, just buy it. I''ll pay for it."


    A feminine voice continued, "Mr. Smith, I think there''s a lot of people around here. Is this shop


    particrly popr? Why don''t we go over and take a look?"


    "Okay!"


    When Mr. Smith held the beautiful woman in his arms and squeezed into the crowd, he was like a


    wolf who had found its prey. His eyes stared at the pale looking Amelia.


    "Mr. Smith, what are you looking at?" The beautiful girl in his arms asked when she saw him staring


    at another woman. She tugged at the corner of his shirt unhappily.


    Amelia was surprised to see Hobart Smith. "Why are you here?"


    The handsome eyes looked at Patrick for a while and then returned to Amelia. Hobartughed and


    said, "Ie here to support your business. Shouldn''t you be happy?"


    How could she be happy now?


    When Hobart noticed Amelia''s gloomy face, he leaned over immediately and asked, "What''s wrong


    with you?"


    Patrick immediately frowned his eyeborws when he noticed Hobart was talking to Amelia at such a


    close distance.


    Amelia moved her little mouth and made a brief introduction of the ident of knocking over the


    racks.


    Hobart waved his hand nonchntly and said, "I see! I was wondering what''s going on."


    After a while, he lowered his head and took out a silver card from his wallet. He tossed it to the


    female manager and said, "How much do you want? Just swipe the card!"