Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 976

Since Patrick's secretary wanted to display her loyalty to him, how could he brush off her good intentions?

"The key has always been kept by my secretary. If you need it so urgently, you can ask her for it."

Amelia was so angry that she laughed. She fished out her cell phone from her pocket, and dialed the secretary's number with the last glimmer of hope.

In the depths of Amelia's heart, the secretary was always a good person to her, as long as she could persuade her...

Upon hearing "hello" from the opposite end of the line, Amelia quickly snapped out of her thoughts and asked anxiously, "Ms. Secretary, where are you now?"

"Hmm?" The secretary paused and replied, "I'm currently in the staff canteen. What's the matter, Madam Amelia?"

Amelia was incredulous that the culprit who had trapped her here had the audacity to ask what happened to her!

Amelia added on in a trembling voice, "Tell me, did you lock me in? Ms. Secretary, tell me the truth!"

The secretary denied, "No, I just closed the door gently. How could it be locked? It couldn't be..."

The secretary's voice sounded so innocent that Amelia's suspicion towards her momentarily lessened.

Amelia could not help but switch into a negotiating tone. "But I have been locked in somehow! I can't open it from the office! Ms. Secretary, do you know why?"

The secretary answered, "Er...but Madam Ramsay, don't worry! Tell me, is Mr. Hopper with you now?"

"Yes..." Amelia replied powerlessly.

The secretary assured her happily, "Then you'll be alright! With Mr Hopper by your side to protect you, what's there to worry about?"

Amelia curled her lips. Patrick was extremely blunt in his words and he teased her without hesitation. She would be mad if this was considered to be a form of "protection""!

While Amelia cursed silently, Patrick's secretary pressed on, "Madam Ramsay, you should be very clear by how far the staff canteen is from Mr. Hopper's office, right?"

"I've just been served the meal. Could you wait a little longer? Once I finish, I'll head back to check up on the problem regarding Mr. Hopper's office door." Upon hearing that, Amelia could only agree dejectedly and replied "Okay, sure."

The secretary asked again cautiously, "Well, I'll come later then?"

"Yes...you can go enjoy your meal now... See you." Amelia hung up the phone listlessly.

Knowing through Amelia's expression that she could never escape from his office, Patrick relaxed slightly and said, "I'm going to have lunch now. Do as you please."

There was a strong hint behind Patrick's words.

However, the only thing Amelia heard was the arrogance behind them.

Perhaps, her embarrassment was the best appetizer for him to begin having lunch! Amelia thought angrily.

Patrick returned to his big rectangular desk and glanced at Amelia unconsciously.

Noticing how she had her back towards him and did not seem to want to come over to have lunch with him, he could not help it but feel a little angry.

Women were so troublesome!

Wouldn't she have understood by this moment that he was inviting her over?

As he muttered and complained internally, Patrick opened the bag that Amelia brought with his fingertips as he fished out all the packed meals one by one.

Subsequently, he opened the lids of all the packaged meals.

"I wonder what's inside? Oh! Some are fried, some looks spicy, some are..."

Patrick narrated about the dishes and almost every one of them hit Amelia's heart.

That was because Nora prepared all these dishes according to Amelia's and Patrick's favorite meals.

Every time Patrick talked about a dish, he would shoot a glance at Amelia's back.

However, she remained indifferent. It seemed that she was determined to wait for him to open the door for her after 'gaining back his strength' from the food.

Every time this happened, Patrick could not help but resented Amelia a little more!