Chapter 851


    Before Amelia went upstairs, she did not forget to ask about Brittany situation for Alice. "Qian Qian,


    where is Brittany?"


    Kiara said, "Oh, Ms. Brittany is already asleep."


    "Okay, its fine then. You should get some rest too."


    As soon as her voice fell, Amelia took Patrick upstairs.


    On the second floor.


    As they passed Daniel''s bedroom, Amelia slightly tilted her head and gave it a nce.


    Seeing that the door was closed and that there was no light seeping out of it, it was obvious that


    Brittany was really asleep.


    Unexpectedly, her action made Patrick''s expression darken and he unconsciously tightens his grip


    on Amelia''s shoulder.


    Seeing her knitting her brows, he immediately let go of her as his heart ached for her as well


    "This is my room."


    As Amelia pushed open the door, Patrick saw


    Amelia''s boudoir in The Ramsay Mansion for the


    first time.


    Her room''s temperament was very much like hers. It was clean and simple and it was not as pinkish


    and sweetish as he had imagined.


    "You grew up here?"


    "I lived here before I graduated from high school. Back then, I wasn''t financially independent. So, I


    had nowhere else to go except staying here."


    Patrick could easily sense the helplessness in her words. "What happened after that?"


    "Later, after four years of college, I returned to Northville with my roommate Jessica and we rented


    a house outside. I passed the interview and entered Roxxon Corporation as a clerk while she chose


    to run a cafe."


    A dark light shed through Patrick''s eyes.


    "Wow, Jessica started running a cafe as soon as she returned to the Northville? Well, she is quite


    capable... Is it the one she''s in now?"


    Amelia nodded. "Yes, what''s wrong?"


    Patrick guided her. "As far as I know, Jessica doesn''t have a strong family background but her cafe


    is in themercial street of Northville. Don''t you think it''s strange?"


    Amelia shrugged. "I''ve thought of it before. And I tried to ask Jessica about it after that, but she said


    that most of the capital used in opening the cafe was by taking a loan from the bank."


    Patrick sneered, "ording to her, the bank that provided her with her capital wasn''t a financial


    bank, was it? It was more likely a welfare agency."


    The fact was, it was impossible to run a cafe in Northville without at least a few millions capital.


    As for Jessica''s social qualifications and her house when she just graduated, it was really difficult


    for her to persuade the bank to allocate so much money for her to start a business.


    Amelia frowned and felt that there was something in Patrick''s words. "What do you mean?"


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    Patrick smiled intriguingly. "I once investigated her family thoroughly in order to deal with Jocelyn. I


    found that Jocelyn''s daughter has aplicated background. But I didn''t have time to investigate


    more. After all, all I wanted to deal with was Jocelyn. But if you are interested in Jessica''s past, I


    can...you know."


    Amelia shook her head. "There''s no need. Thank you."


    Patrick asked, "Aren''t you curious? Don''t you want to know where Jessica got her money? Don''t


    you want to know if she''s clean?


    While they were talking, they both sat on Amelia''s


    bed.


    Amelia''s bed was very warm and soft, just like how she was, it gave Patrick a feeling of sinking


    under a quicksand.


    Right at this moment, Amelia said, "I know that you have a prejudice against Jessica and her


    mother but she has always been my friend. I don''t want you to investigate her in private again or


    harass her. Everyone has a bottom line. I have one, you have it and so does Jessica. I want you to


    respect the difference between each other so that we can coexist."


    Even so, her mind was unconsciously filled with Patrick''s words. Where did Jessica get the money


    for opening a cafe? Was it really like what he said, did she really loan her money from the bank?


    "Actually, no matter how did she get her money, she''s still my friend," Amelia said to herself.


    If that was the case, why would she need to brainwash herself? Her reaction made Patrick''s lips


    twitched.


    He admitted that he was deliberately provoking the rtionship between Jessica and Amelia.


    Jessica was just like Jocelyn, who was like a thorn in his eyes. Sooner orter, he would need to


    pull her out!


    Making a fool out of Jessica in Amelia''s mind was the first step he was going toplete!


    It was a pity that Patrick had underestimated Amelia''s stubbornness.


    Amelia did not think much of Jessica''s capital when she opened the cafe. She was more worried


    whether Jessica would overlook any hidden threats when she loaned the money back then.


    However, on second thought, since Jessica''s cafe was currently under her name, it did not matter


    even if the debtors were to find trouble with Jessica. She would be the one standing in their way.


    It would not matter if she could not stop them. He had Patrick with her, Patrick was powerful enough


    to solve everything.


    If Amelia could not deal with them, she could still deceive.


    At the thought of this, Amelia calmed herself down.


    In fact, she had no idea about Jessica''s past but she was shocked by Patrick deliberately mystifying


    her past.


    She pursed her lips and thought. "Don''t think I don''t know what he''s trying to do. Isn''t he trying to


    sow discord between me and Jesa?"


    But Patrick was too naive. How could the friendship between her and Jessica be shaken by just a


    few sentences from him?


    What a wishful thinking!


    Mr. Patrick did not know that his n had been exposed. Seeing that Amelia had an ugly


    expression on her face, he thought his n was seeding. When he thought of it, he had the urge


    to push down on her and celebrate.


    At this time, Amelia was somewhat disgusted at Patrick who was a scheming person. He


    immediately pushed Patrick''s hand away from her shoulder, she then straightened up and said, "I''ll


    give you this room tonight. I''ll go somewhere else!"


    "What do you mean? Stop right there!" Patrick''s temper was like a pile of dry firewood, which could


    be easily startled by Amelia.


    He stood up from the bed, and his eyes were staring at the back of her head. "If you aren''t sleeping


    in your own room, where would you be sleeping then?"


    "There are plenty of guest rooms in the house," said Amelia in a hushed tone.


    In fact, she was not really angry with Patrick. The most important thing was Amelia found that her


    single bed was too small for Patrick which was taller than 1.8 meters. If hepletely stretched his


    hands and feet, only a few corners would be left for her.


    The reason why her bed was so small was not that The Ramsay Family did not provide her with a


    bigger one. It all happened after her mother hadmitted suicide. After that incident, Amelia


    would always feel insecure. As she was still a kid by that time, she would easily be scared and


    would always cower up at night when she was sleeping alone. When George knew about this, he


    was heartbroken and thus, he bought a smaller bed for Amelia to improve her sleeping quality.


    Also, her height had not changed much since Amelia graduated from high school and she rarely


    went back to The Ramsay Mansion to spend the night. Therefore, the bed was not changed.