Ryan had just used some despicable tricks to gain a narrow victory from him, he should be ashamed of himself and left, how dare he went towards and chatter with Patrick's wife!
Patrick, who had been well-restrained for such a long time was about to drive Ryan out when the phone in his hand rang again.
Patrick looked down impatiently. When he saw "Hayden's Father" on the display, he gave up on the idea of hanging up the phone. He slid through the answer button and said, "Hello..."
Hayden's father shouted from the opposite of the phone, "Patrick! Did Hayden get in touch with you today? He told me that his stomach hurt after we board the plane. I thought everything would be fine if I took away his wallet and his skates. I didn't expect that little bastard would still slip away!"
Patrick comforted him calmly, "Uncle, please don't worry."
"How can I not be worried? It's not your child who is missing!"
After the roar, Hayden's father realized that something was wrong. He softened his tone and said, "I'm sorry, I, I am really worried about Hayden." "Uncle, I remember that Hayden is in his second year in high school this year. By right, he is a grown-up, isn't he?"
"Yes... yes!"
"Haven't you always use me and Owen to set goals for Hayden's? Let's put me aside first, at Hayden's age, Owen was already in the military. How about Hayden?"
After Patrick gave a question on Hayden's growth, he then said, "If you want to be Hayden's shelter forever, then don't blame him for not being outstanding enough."
Hayden's father went silent for a while. In the end, he still did not give up and asked, "Did Hayden really not called you?"
Patrick thought about Hayden who was in high spirits at the competition field. If his wings were tied up, would not that young man have to live a mediocre life forever?
Patrick closed his eyes and opened them again, he then answered, "No."
"All right then." Hayden's father heaved a long sigh. He seemed to be helpless and compromising. "If he calls you, you tell him to come back in a piece!"
With the corner of his eyes slightly lifted, Patrick smiled and said, "I will."
"Amelia, take a look at this picture. I took it in a valley. What do you think about it? Isn't it a paradise?"
Seeing that the sceneries in the photos were blocked by people, Amelia nodded her head in support and said, "Well, it sure is beautiful. I'll go there when I have a chance!"
"Take a look at these pictures too. These are taken in..." Ryan said as if he was addicted to doing so.
While listening to their chats from Mount Logan in Northville till the far end of the country, Patrick who was left aside could not help but clear his throat loudly, and soon he attracted the attention of two of them who was chatting.
In fact, Amelia had been observing him secretly. "Mr. Hopper, are you done with your call? I've been waiting for you for such a long time..."
Patrick choked when he heard what Amelia said. Amelia took the upper hand this time!
He swallowed his reprimand and said, "You've been waiting for me for a long time, haven't you? Then let's not waste any time. Let's go." "Sure." Amelia went along with Patrick's suggestion as she turns to Ryan and says, "Mr. Quartley, my husband and I will continue to move forward. You should go back to the restaurant and meet your staff as soon as possible."
Ryan chuckled and said, "Alright then. Maybe well meet again at the top of the mountain. After all, if we share the common goal and we would definitely meet again."
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