Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 365

Just when they were in disagreement, Patrick, who had been silent, spoke suddenly, "Well, stop arguing."

Everyone turned to Patrick, the final decision-maker. "What do you think, Mr. Hopper?"

Patrick's gaze sharpened gradually. "I mean, Roxxon will never cooperate with Limoncello of Dream, but I want Roxxon to beat them in the sales of drinks!"

"Well..." In the face of such a willful president, the directors scratched their heads out of worries.

Patrick ordered, "From today on, all the drinks in Roxxon are on sale at half price. Did I make myself clear?"

All the directors looked dumbfounded. "Mr. Hopper, are you kidding us?"

Patrick said seriously, "Think about it. When everyone is driven to buy Roxxon's low-price drinks, who will be interested in Limoncello of Dream?"

One of the directors licked his lips and said with difficulty, "I see. Mr. Hopper, you want to cannibalize our opponent's market share by that. But such a way will also hurt our own interests to a large extent. It's not cost-effective."

Patrick narrowed his eyes. "In terms of money, Roxxon has more than enough. We just need to see how long they will last." "It is the right time for the accumulated animosity between the Hoppers and the Quartleys to break out!" Patrick thought.

At six o'clock in the afternoon.

"Goodbye, Amelia!"

"Goodbye."

After saying goodbye to her colleague, Amelia put away her belongings on her desk before she searched for the address of a cake shop with her computer and drove there.

Half an hour later, Amelia parked the car at the door of Camry Cake. Welcomed by a handsome salesman, she pushed the door open and got off the car.

Amelia stood still and said politely, "Hello, I'm Amelia Ramsay. I've just made an appointment on the phone."

The handsome salesman said gently, "Miss Ramsay, right? The seat is reserved for you. Please follow me."

"Okay," Amelia replied and followed the handsome man into the baking room.

To tell the truth, this was the first time Amelia learned how to make a cake for someone. She was adequately energized by the thought of the possibility that Patrick might be touched when he saw the cake.

After finishing the last step, the cake maker put Amelia's cake into the glass cabinet and said, "Ms.

Ramsay, we can keep the cake for you. When will you come to pick it up?"

Amelia thought for a moment before answering, "Probably tomorrow's dusk. About that time."

At eight o'clock in the evening, in the Land of Fragrance.

While Amelia was looking for the key at the door, she heard footsteps behind. Then she looked over her shoulder and found Patrick.

Seeing each other, they were both a little surprised. It was understandable that Patrick came home late since he was the president of the company with so many responsibilities. But as an employee, it was unusual for Amelia to come home this late.

"Where have you been?" Patrick asked with a gloomy gaze.

Amelia hesitated. Could she just tell him that she went to the cake shop to make a cake for him? If so, there wouldn't be any surprise.

"Oh, the sales department has a problem today. I've been discussing with my colleagues and have not been back until now."

Patrick glanced at her and asked, "What problem?"