Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 629

Of course Hayes did not see her. In the short moment between Amelia falling back into her seat and Hayes looking back, Sissi had already adjusted her skirt and sat down in her seat within the span of only a few seconds.

Hayes began to feel unsettled and disturbed. Did Amelia see something that he could not see, which was why she was acting so strangely?

He started to fidget at the idea of that. "Uh... President Ramsay, I just remembered that I have somewhere I need to be, so I'll excuse myself first."

When Amelia replied by only casting him an absentminded glance, Hayes caught sight of the pools of tears swirling in her beautiful eyes. Shaken, his initial intention to leave diminished in an instant.

He unconsciously dropped the formal tone he adopted when he talked business and asked Amelia caringly as a man would to a woman, "President Ramsay, are you alright?"

Amelia merely lowered her gaze and sniffled.

"Mr. Sanders, I'm sorry for spoiling your fun. I'm fine, actually. You can just take it as I'm having a seizure..."

"How are you fine when you're clearly crying?" Mr. Sanders sighed, "To tell you the truth, President Ramsay, I find it the most unbearable when women cry. So don't cry anymore, okay?"

"Wah..." An idea popped into her mind, and Amelia quietly pinched her thigh harshly, which made her weep even sadder and louder.

"Hey, hey!" Hayes handed her a paper towel in panic and exclaimed, "What's the matter? What's wrong? What the hell is going on?"

With her pair of glinting and pitiful eyes, Amelia grabbed Hayes's wrist and said, "Mr. Sanders... Didn't I promise you six per cent of bonus dividend each year just now?"

Hayes nodded his head anxiously. "Yes, you did..."

An expression of disinclination showed on her face. "But the thing is... After I agreed, I suddenly remembered that... At the meeting this morning... The board of directors had asked me to give no more than two per cent of the annual bonus to our investors. I only secretly increased it to three per cent because I thought Mr. Sanders is an earnest man..."

"Then, when I considered the trouble you're in, I forgot the order from the board and immediately agreed to your requirement of the six per cent bonus each annum..."

"As soon as I agreed, I was immediately reminded of the words of those old fogeys on the board. This is bad! I'll definitely get scolded when I return!"

Hayes peered at Amelia's hand that gripped his wrist. She was grasping him so tightly that he could almost feel the vibrations of her tremor while she wailed.

He gazed at Amelia's pretty face with the two streaks of tears running down her face. So that was the reason why she was behaving so strange just now, it was all because she had recalled the instruction given to her by the board of directors.

Hayes laughed at himself for being paranoid over this.

Forget it. Although Amelia was a clumsy mess, she was still undoubtedly an interesting person. Was it even in a president's behaviour to weep over such a minor mistake in front of an investor?

His lips twitched and Hayes took the initiative to say, "How about this, since President Ramsay is in a tight spot because of this, we'll..."

Under her expectant and fearful gaze, Hayes deliberately paused momentarily before continuing, "Well settle on two per cent of the annual bonus dividend. See it as my gesture of starting my friendship with you."

Amelia was surprised to hearthat. "Mr. Sanders, are you serious?" "Yes." Hayes nodded, then added, "But you should know that I'm still attending the company's annual event."

"Of course, of course! Mr. Sanders can try your chance at the lucky draw as many times as you want!" agreed Amelia. She raised the glass of champagne and clinked it with Mr. Sanders'.

"Also, stop calling me Mr. Sanders, you make me feel old when you do it. You can call me Hayes Sanders"

Amelia blurted out, "Hair Sander?"

Hayes corrected her as if he had done it a hundred times before. "It's Hayes Sanders, not Hair Sander. Please take note of it, President Ramsay."

"Ahem!" Amelia coughed awkwardly in a low voice and said, "I think it's better to call you Hayes."

To which Hayes replied, "That's fine with me too."