Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 13

Amelia opened the car door, left the car, and shut the door.

Amelia executed a series of seamless actions, giving Patrick the strange feeling of being 'just a driver' to her.

Staring at Amelia who was about be out of his sight, Patrick could no longer suppress the rage burning within. With a stomp on the gas pedal, the white sports car zoomed out like lightning. In less than two seconds, it caught up with Amelia. When it swept past her, the exhaust gas left behind made her cough like she was trapped in a fire.

Seeing Amelia's distorted expression from the rear mirror, Patrick grinned as he seemed to have found an outlet of his anger.

On the other hand, after fanning away the pungent gas with her hand, she cursed, "Crazy b*stard!"

Oasis was the largest and most well- developed entertainment centre in Northville, a paradise for those who indulged themselves with luxury.

Charles Sullivan, William Rhodes, and Patrick were the major shareholders behind Oasis. Even though Patrick had been overseas for years, his name was often among the management in Oasis. That was his 'VIP pass'.

Once the lobby manager heard the Patrick's name, he hurriedly led the way.

After stopping outside a VIP room, the lobby manager respectfully asked, "Mr. Hopper, do you need me to greet you in advance?"

"No need. Leave me."

The lobby manager did not dare to stay, so he scurried away with his head low.

Patrick reached for the doorknob and pushed open the door, neon light converged on him.

Apart from his suit jacket hanging around his arm, he wore a blue shirt and a pair of black trousers, which made his long legs seemed even longer. Most people might feel jealous just to look at his face, like the masterpiece of the world's greatest sculptor.

A man with great charm found what the fuss was about, stepped forward and gave Patrick a fist bump. "It's been a long time since we last met, but you look like you've never changed!"

"You are not bad." Patrick turned his eyes and asked again, "By the way, where's William?"

Charles squinted his eyes. "You know how he is. He left when he heard his lady's not feeling well. Abandoning his boys, shame on him."

"Yea, that sucks." Patrick agreed with a faint smile.

Charles pulled Patrick into the room and said, "Forget about him. Look who is a big boy now. Just got married and now you're back in game! Will'd never have the balls."

Patrick shook his head, believing that it was true love between Charles and his wife. How was it the same with an arranged marriage like him and Amelia?

Walking around the long couch, Patrick saw a beautiful girl lying on the sofa in a mini dress. Some of the buttons on her dress were undone, showing a great amount of bosoms.