Chapter 554


    "Hobart! You don''t have to do this!" Amelia wanted to stop him but she was a little toote.


    In a blink of an eye, the manager had already taken Hobart''s card and headed for the card machine


    happily.


    Amelia tried to run after the manager but Hobart held her back. Hobart asked in surprise, "Why are


    you running after her?"


    "Why did you give her your card?" Amelia stomped her feet anxiously.


    Hobart replied truthfully, "You''re the one who said you identally knocked over her clothes rack


    and dirtied her clothes. You don''t look like someone who would carry a few thousand around, so I


    paid it for you. Can''t I do that?"


    "But..."


    "There''s no ''but''," Hobart said with a grin and a look at her with understanding in his eyes. "Did you


    argue with Patrick? Did he deliberately embarrass you in public? I''m not going to let you get


    embarrassed. Women are meant to be spoilt, especially beauties like you." "Humph!"


    Amelia looked over followed the cold hum. She saw that the beauty that Hobart was holding in his


    arms was looking at her as if she was a formidable enemy. She could not help but ask, "Who is this


    lady?"


    "Oh, my cousin."


    The corners of Amelia''s mouth twitched. Why would he be holding her cousin in his arms?


    Hobart turned to the little girl in his arms and said, "That''s enough, I''ll just take you here. You can


    wander around as you like. Just remember you can buy everything you like using my ount."


    The little beauty''s eyes went red but obviously, she did not have the power to negotiate with Hobart.


    She could only stammer, "Alright..." Then, she released her hand that was wrapped around Hobart''s


    waist.


    At this moment, the manager had already happily returned with Hobart''s silver card and said with a


    particrly sensible tone, "It turns out that you are Mr. Smith from Mills. You should have told me


    earlier. I will definitely give you some offer."


    Hobart''s charming eyesnded on the female manager''s face, his eyes were shockingly stunning.


    "And it''s still worth five hundred thousand after the offer?"


    The female managerughed twice. Obviously, what she said just now was just a pleasantry. She


    was not being modest when it came to take the money that she should take.


    She just did not expect that a cheapskate like Amelia could make friends with Hobart and was


    willing to spend a lot of money on her. Such a person could only be please and not offended.


    After a pause, the manager changed to a much respectful tone and said to Amelia, "Miss, since Mr.


    Smith has paid for you, then all these clothes and dresses are yours now. Can you tell me your


    address? I''ll pack them up and send them to your ce."


    "That''s right, consider this a gift from me to you." Hobart immediately regretted his words. He was


    such an idiot, how could he send dirty clothes and dresses to Amelia as a gift?


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    Upon hearing Hobart''s words, all those around who knew Amelia''s status showed a strange


    expression. They were wondering what was happening.


    Mr. Hopper did not pull his wife back when his wife needed his help. Instead, he even looked on


    coldly as an observer.


    It was not until Hobart from Mills generously paid for Amelia''s clothes. Only then did Amelia''s


    urgency was solved.


    Not only did he pay for it, Hobart still gifted them to Amelia. Wasn''t it a little too deliberate to give


    others gifts in front of their husbands?


    Those who knew the truth were waiting for Patrick''s response but he did not give any.


    Someone guessed that Patrick and Hobart were partners, so they were naturally close friends.


    There was nothing to be surprised about Hobart giving gift to Amelia.


    Some said that Amelia was not doted by Patrick, so Patrick did not stand up for her. If Hobart had


    not appeared by chance, Amelia would have been embarrassed today.


    In everyone''s eyes, Patrick was as calm as he used to be. But in fact, his face was stiff. He just


    wanted topel Amelia, but he did not expect to force her straight towards Hobart!


    He wanted to rush over and take Amelia away but then he heard her saying. "Hobart, I can''t ept


    these."


    Patrick''s cold eyes warmed up. Amelia''s answer was worth full marks for him!


    Hobart nced at Patrick secretly, then he turned around and said to Amelia, "Just to make it clear.


    Even if you don''t ept my gift, you still owe me a favor."


    Amelia blinked her eyes. "I''m very grateful to you." Hobart pressed on, "Just grateful? Not even a


    little bit touched?"


    Wow! Those people nearby seemed to smell some gossip.


    Amelia understood the implied meaning. ''TH treat you to dinner some other day okay?"


    "There''s no better time than the present. Why are we waiting for next time? Let''s do it now," Hobart


    said as he shot a displeased nce at his so-called ''cousin''. Didn''t he already let her leave?


    His ''cousin'' pouted and used the coquetry trick of a woman. "Hobart, if you didn''t go with me, I won''t


    be in the mood."


    Hobart thought to himself that since he had already bought all the clothes worth five hundred


    thousand, he could not let the shop benefited if Amelia did not want them. He coaxed the girl and


    said, "Dear cousin, take these clothes as gifts from me. Keep them and go home first. I''ll bring you


    out for a walk next time."


    A pleasantly surprised smile broke out on the girl''s face. "Really?"


    "Yes!" Hobart said hurriedly.


    "Alright then." The girl pretended to nod reluctantly but in her heart, she was overjoyed. Hobart was


    really a generous benefactor. It was just that he had


    never spent so much money on her!


    Instead of pestering and annoying him which would let her ended up with nothing in return. The girl


    would rather be Hobart''s ''cousin'' at the moment!


    "Well, Hobart, I''m leaving then." The girl adjusted her mood and told her address to the manager.


    After repeatedly telling the manager that she had to personally ept the delivery, she left while


    twisting her waist.


    As soon as his femalepanion left, Hobart immediately felt relieve and he said to Amelia, "My


    cousin has left, shouldn''t we leave too?"


    Amelia was speechless as she looked at him. Her feelings towards Hobart had always been a friend


    and a foe.


    He was a typical phnderer. He had once bullied her but he had also given her a lot of help.


    Hence... she was unable to be enthusiastic towards him at this moment. She was also too


    embarrassed to be overly cold towards him. It was really troublesome to deal with him.


    Hobart, however, was very good at figuring out women''s thoughts and he knew how to open his


    mouth in order to make her unable to reject him. "By the way, Maryanne and Milton seem to have


    had some problems over the past few days. Maryanne even travelled abroad because of this. Don''t


    you


    think we should have a chat?"


    Amelia pointed at herself and then at him with a confused look. "We? Have a chat?"


    Hobart said matter-of-factly, "That''s right. Look at these two people. One of them is my sister and


    the other is your childhood friend. Now that they''re in conflict with each other, shouldn''t we, as their


    closest rtives be the ones to give them advice and suggestions?"


    "Make sense." Amelia wondered if she could persuade Hobart to rearrange the date of the marriage


    between Milton and Maryanne. In this way, Milton would not be under so much pressure.