Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 362

"So be it." Teresa was busy thinking about how to make things difficult for Amelia. For a moment, she didn't notice what her father was telling her.

The middle-aged man said with a worried face, "It doesn't matter if they fight each other, but the Ferris Family shouldn't be caught between them... Teresa, where are you going?"

"I'm going to meet a friend. You can go back by yourself." Teresa waved her hand and left her father behind.

The middle-aged man was still considering how to explain to Young Master Paisley later and forgot to ask Teresa whom she was going to meet.

Since Patrick was surrounded by endless visitors, Amelia got bored and pointed to the door, indicating that she wanted to go out for some fresh air.

Patrick hesitated and wanted to approach her, but his guesses next to him didn't know it and took a step forward, stopping Patrick from leaving.

There was no other way. He nodded to show his agreement.

When Amelia turned around and walked out of the venue, a malicious figure followed her quickly.

Seeing Amelia fiddling with the contract beside a European-style fountain, something cruel appeared on Teresa's face as she reached out and gave Amelia a push!

A boom was heard...

The water that Amelia stirred up was almost half a meter in height. At that moment, the vicious Teresa stared at the panicked Amelia with a sinister smile. "Amelia, who is always so graceful, turned out to be a drowned rat... Wait. Don't move. I'm taking a photo for you and sharing it on your social media!"

Just as Teresa took out her phone and aimed it at Amelia, who was in an embarrassed state, her wrist was seized as someone and she was dragged over.

"You!" Just as Teresa was about to scold the one who meddled in her business, she went silent by the stare from a pair of sharp eyes.

"What are you doing?" Patrick asked in a low voice.

"I... I didn't do anything." Teresa looked at him with an innocent look on her face.

"Then why are you taking pictures?" Patrick asked in disgust and shook off Teresa's hand immediately before striding toward Amelia in the pool.

Teresa moved her aching wrist. When Patrick was not paying attention, she glared at Amelia and left.

Standing by the fountain, Patrick bent down and reached out to Amelia. "How did you fall into the water?"

Amelia muttered in low spirits, "The contract fell into the water..."

Patrick looked over. That was true...

The contracts, which Amelia had been holding, were all soaked by the water. With its black inks soaked, the papers seemed to be useless.

Patrick waited a long time, but Amelia didn't reach his hand. She just stared at the file.

Finally, Patrick grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the pool. "Get up first. Let's deal with the contract later."

Amelia's beautiful and watery eyes turned red as she muttered, "It's all Teresa's fault. If she hadn't pushed me, the contract wouldn't have been soaked."

Patrick frowned and asked coldly, "Who is Teresa?"

Amelia was angry. "The one whose wrist was grabbed by you just now!"