Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 221

Howard shook his head, "But you know, you can get a lot of interest back a year on that money in the bank, and George allowed me to default for two years, and after two years he only recovered the principal and didn't ask for a penny of interest."

Eve said unreasonably, "It's only two years of interest. George is a businessman. If he cares about this little interest, how can he make a friend with a powerful background like you?"

Howard frowned, "It's true that this money is not worth much to the now huge Roxxon, but a small thing is the easiest way to reflect a person's quality, and I decided then that George was a friend worth making for the rest of my life."

Eve had already guessed what Howard was going to say next.

"I'm impressed with George, and my outlook on his daughter won't be too bad, which is why I'm trying so hard to set Amelia up with Patrick, and as for the divorce you're talking about, no one can force Amelia unless she gives her own nod of approval."

Eve was furious, but now that Howard had raised the issue to the level of "The Ramsay Family owed a debt of gratitude to The Hopper Family," she'd be ungrateful to insist on Amelia's divorce!

"All right! I was the one who lost my mind in anger. Are you happy now? But you defend that little bit..." sensing Howard's unkind look, Eve reluctantly changed her tune, "That Amelia! I just can't figure out why you're being so nice to her, and you should have explained it to me earlier. It won't be so disorienting!"

With an unspoken annoyance at Eve's barbaric behavior, Howard swallowed his revulsion and calmly said, "Your child is an adult, just leave it to Patrick and blade all your grievances."

At the same time, in the cafe.

The first thing Patrick said to Amelia was, "Are you an idiot?"

"What?" Amelia choked, a little baffled by his scolding.

Scanning the bruise on the right side of her face, Patrick said helplessly, "How many times have you already suffered by my mom, and you still can't learn to put up with her?"

"I have endured your mom!" Amelia held her hands uneasily under the table, "But when your mother came and smashed a glass at me and slapped me, she's totally challenging my patience!"

"She smashed you with a glass?" Patrick was surprised.

Amelia bit her lip and fidgeted, "I ducked fast, so she... she didn't hit me."

Patrick lifted her chin up to examine the swollen right side of her face, his mother really hadn't missed a chance to punish Amelia.

"Waiter!" He snapped his fingers.

The waiter hurried forward and asked, "Mr. Hopper, what can I do for you?"

"Do you have any medicines for swelling?" Patrick asked.

"Yes! Please wait for a moment. I'll get it for you." The waiter answered.

Amelia blinked his eyes and asked in embarrassment, "Is it too troublesome?"

Patrick sneered and said, "Are you a woman?"

"Of course I'm a woman!" Amelia straightened her chest.