Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 397

Amelia stared blankly at Hobart's ringed little finger. Generally, most men had longer fingers than women did, and Hobart had at least a dozen rings on his fifth finger. Put together, these glistening rings were awe-inspiring!

Amelia couldn't help but commented, "Hobart, even parvenus don't wear rings the way you do."

Hobart gazed at her in an obsessive way and said, "Silly, can't you see that I'm helping you with your business?"

Despite herself, Amelia spoke her mind, "But I start to worry that you will be single forever after seeing you wearing so many pinky rings at one time."

A smile reached Hobart's eyes. "It doesn't matter. If I don't meet the right woman in another two years, I'll make do with you."

At that, Milton let out a cold snort to express his contempt for Hobart.

Then Milton reached out and showed Amelia his slender left hand that even women would be jealous of. He said, fighting for Amelia's favor as well, "I'm buying too. Hurry up and help me try it on."

"Milton, I don't think you should do that..."

Before Amelia could finish her sentence, Hobart's face changed as he slapped Milton's outstretched hand off.

"Hobart, I want to kick your ass!" Milton couldn't take it any longer.

Hobart said calmly, "Milton, how many times do I have to remind you? You already have a girlfriend, so why are you buying a pinky ring? You'd better get some sex toys."

Milton was so annoyed that he almost wanted to break up with Maryanne right now, but Amelia's following comments froze him. "Hobart is right. Pinky rings are for single people. Since you have a girlfriend, you should check our wedding ring."

"But how could you wear it?" Milton chose to ignore the latter part of Amelia's words and stared at her little finger somewhat bitterly.

Amelia said in a frustrated tone, "I am the model responsible for showing our rings. Of course, I need to wear it. Please, both of you, don't make trouble. Go away. Don't prevent me from doing business."

Noting that Amelia kept saying something about her business, Hobart got the message. That was, Amelia was not only short of money, but she was also in urgent need of it!

It would be easy if it were another woman. But Amelia had always been very sensible and would never take advantage of others. Even

if Hobart wanted to help her, he needed to do it differently.

At the thought of that, Hobart pretended to be curious. "Amelia, until now, do you have more male or female clients?"

"Male clients." And her only two female customers were pushed away by them. Amelia thought, defeated.

"Do you know why?" Hobart asked persuasively.

Amelia knew the point that opposites attract, so she answered immediately, "Because I'm a woman."

"You've missed the most important reason, and that's that you're a beautiful woman. I'm afraid that any mediocre woman would have died of shame before they even appeared in front of you, not to mention come to buying your rings." Hobart never forgot to praise her.

Amelia automatically ignored his compliment and went straight to the point. "But almost all the sellers here are female. You can't get a male seller to serve female customers, let alone any handsome guy!"

"That's not true. Isn't there a handsome guy in front of you?" Hobart pointed at himself without being self-conscious.

Amelia tilted her head and asked somewhat adorably, "What do you mean?"