Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 417

"At a time like this, I could only consider the Hopper family as a whole instead of our branch or the feelings of you kids..." said Granny Hopper.

"Grandma, I understand. You don't have to explain." Patrick's voice was a little hoarse. Not only was he moved by Granny Hopper's words, but he also felt sad.

Granny Hopper nodded several times as if she had concluded what was on her mind.

Under Amelia's wistful gaze

and Patrick's complicated face, she slowly walked to the boarding gate.

"Let's go," Amelia said, looking back at Patrick.

Patrick was silent.

"Mr. Hopper, let's go home. Grandma's gone," Amelia reminded him again.

It took Patrick a long time to look away. He was like a man wandering at a crossroads. "Amelia, do you think Dad deserves forgiveness?"

Amelia pursed her lips and said, "It was not too late for him to stop before more damage is done."

At President's Office, Roxxon Corporation.

The senior manager, who was nearly strangled by Patrick yesterday, went to work without a tie today. He didn't forget to unbutton the first two buttons of his shirt when he came in to see Patrick, in case the boss was unhappy and put him on the edge of death again.

"Mr. Hopper, I've had done everything you told me to do. As you expected, all factories agree to return the drinks. Now the warehouse workers are rushing to pack up the bottles and make sure that the drinks would all be returned in a few days." After that, he nervously waited for Patrick's answer.

Patrick rubbed his eyebrows. In retrospect, he realized that even without Amelia's reminding, Ryan could still have figured out the way to renting factories in such a short time.

Amelia's warning had only served to prepare Ryan in advance.

So, in the end, it was he who had been thoughtless and had no one to blame for the loss. Only a coward will never stop making excuses for his failure.

"Well, you've done a good job. You may go now."

"Okay... Mr. Hopper, excuse me."

After closing the door, the senior manager let out a sigh of relief. He had expected himself to be yelled at by Patrick instead of being praised. What a miracle.

After the manager left with gratitude, the secretary opened the door and walked in.

She had witnessed all the changes that had happened in the past two days and certainly knew that Patrick was not as carefree as he looked. So she was more cautious when doing her jobs. "Mr. Hopper, these are the poverty-stricken villages that have just been listed in the poverty alleviation program this year. Would you like to have a look at them now?"

Patrick put down his hand on his forehead, revealing his handsome face to the secretary. "Bring it to me."

The secretary handed him the file and said with mixed feelings, "Presidents of Roxxon used to donate money to these poor villages at the end of the year. When your father was in office, he often delivered goods to the poor himself."

The company's public image needed to be maintained. And undoubtedly, the best move was to help those in need.