Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 123

The car stopped outside the Julian Hotel. Amelia sat next to the car door and got off first.

The surrounding was empty. Except for the waiters, very few people came in and out.

Because the Hopper Family should arrive one hour earlier than other guests as the host.

What's more, because of Owen's special and dangerous profession, he didn't want to expose his son and daughter's appearances to the public. All the reporters were driven away by the security guards.

Things were much easier in this way. Amelia liked to keep a low profile.

Patrick, Paisley, and Eve got off the car one by one. Eve said, "Patrick, take Paisley and her to the lounge first."

Paisley and her?

Amelia sneered in her heart. She and Patrick were secretly married. If it weren't for the family interests, Eve would have driven her out of the Hopper Family.

She didn't want to stay here any longer. She went through the red carpet alone and walked to the stairs of the hotel.

She felt sad and painful in her heart in every step.

An hour later—

A soft music sounded in the magnificent hall. Many famous and rich people came one after another. The atmosphere soon became lively.

As the leading role, Patrick was usually very busy in such a situation. He needed to greet and talk to those guests.

However, the woman beside him was Paisley.

Amelia held a wine glass and leaned against the window alone. Her eyes were lazy and lonely. She looked like an outsider.

"Beauty, are you alone?"

Just when Amelia was bored, a lily appeared in front of her with a low and attractive voice.

Amelia recognized the voice at once. She touched the thin petal of the lily in front of her leisurely and looked at Hobart, "For a generous man like you, a lily seems too skimpy."

Hobart, who was wearing a blue suit, stood next to her and said, "Don't mind. I picked it in the back garden."

"I don't mind." Amelia took it. She lowered her head and sniffed, "It smells good."

When she raised her head again, Hobart was bowing to her and saying with a smile, "In return, would you like to dance with me?"

Amelia seemed to be uninterested, "No, I want to stay alone."

Hobart smiled and said, "Why?"

"Because of me!" A cold voice sounded. Hobart's hand, which was about to touch Amelia's chest, was slapped away.

Hobart rubbed his hand and glared at the man, "Who the f**k are you?"

Amelia happily smiled at the man. Her smile was purer and more charming than the lily in her hand, "Milton, are you here too?"

Milton stood in front of Amelia and blocked Hobart. He stared at Hobart with sharp eyes and said, "Do you want to date with Amelia with a flower? You'd better go away."

Hearing his words, Hobart felt that Milton seemed to have a good relationship with Amelia. He immediately smiled and said, "You misunderstand me. I'm Miss Amelia's friend..."

"Who are you?" Milton continued, "All of Amelia's friends have been checked by me. What kind of b*stard are you?"