Patrick sneered, "Now you're happy, because you can meet him every day."
Although he said this, he didn't think so in his heart. As long as Amelia dared nod and say yes, he would definitely ruin Shawn's acting career!
Amelia said with no interest, "No, he has such a bad temper. I already have a bad-tempered man beside me."
"Who do you mean?" Patrick raised his eyebrows, feeling that she was scolding him while talking about Shawn.
"I mean the person who ask me this question." After saying this, she ran away from the office so quickly.
"How cunning you're!" Patrick put down the hand that almost caught her, but there was a faint doting expression in his eyes.
Thinking that Shawn shouted at Amelia just now, he made a plan in his heart in an instant.
He took out his phone from his pocket and dialed Milton's number.
Milton was in the car, and the surrounding voices were a little noisy, "Hello, this is Milton."
"Director Cook, I think you can change some details when you shoot the advertisement."
"For example?" "I want to change the small rain into a torrential rain.
After running across the street without umbrellas, they meet under the eave and
are completely drenched."
Milton didn't react at this time, "The hero has been exposed in the rain for such a long time without an umbrella. Will the smell of the perfume disappear?"
"That's the theatrical way I want."
"I think you are trying to torture Shawn in such a way, aren't you?"
Patrick smiled, "Don't tell me that you don't want to torture him."
Milton fell silent.
After Shawn went downstairs, he directly ordered the driver to drive away, so Milton had to go back to the company on his own.
In addition to Shawn's bad attitude toward Amelia, Milton quickly agreed with Patrick, "Okay, no problem."
In the evening.
Cynthia, who was recuperating in the hospital, suddenly called Patrick. As soon as Patrick answered the phone, she said nervously, "Patrick! Just now, something happened and scared me!"
Patrick comforted her, "Don't be afraid. What is it?"
"Can I tell you when you come?" Cynthia asked cautiously.
Patrick sighed softly. He couldn't ignore the fact that Cynthia had saved his life, so he replied, "I'll go after work."
In the evening, in the hospital.
Patrick glanced at Cynthia's face blandly. After a few days of recuperation, she had recovered a lot.
While he was looking at Cynthia, Cynthia was secretly observing him, "You've been in Latvia for so long, I thought you've forgotten me."
Patrick burst into laughter and said, "How come? Didn't I come here immediately after you called me? Tell me, what happened today?"
Speaking of this, Cynthia's expression suddenly changed, "When I went for a walk downstairs today, I met a man dressed in a doctor's uniform. At first, I didn't notice him. When I was walking, he suddenly rushed to me with a scalpel in his hand and was going to cut my neck. Fortunately, the nurse maid came out to find me when she saw that I hadn't gone back to my room for a long time, then she dove that man away!"
"Is that true?" Patrick frowned slightly.
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