After a while, Ryan made an "OK" gesture to her, only then Amelia came to Patrick side and said with a smile, "Mr. Hopper, I've found the perfect place to stay. Do you want to come with me?"
"Go with you?" Patrick sounded slightly confused. Shouldn't they be separated? He did not think they were so good that others would immediately give them a tent upon meeting them.
Under Amelia's smiling face, there was a hint of uneasiness. She stretched out her hand and pointed towards a shelter. Her eyes flickered, "When I passed by, I heard several young lads calling my name, saying that they were my fans. After hearing about our situation, they are willing to squeeze themselves in two tents and give us an empty one. I think there is no better option than this, so I came to call you over!"
Since Patrick reached the top, he had not seen Ryan once, so he did not doubt the authenticity of Amelia's words. He said, "Lead the way then."
"Okay!" Amelia turned around happily, suddenly she heard Patrick saying, "Which tent are your fans staying in? I'll have to thank them face to face."
Amelia went silent for a while and turned around to
stop him. "You don't have to do that."
Patrick said emotionlessly, "This is basic manners."
Amelia's adorable face froze and thought, "What kind of courtesy do you care about? If they let you stay, you stay. No one cares about your gratitude! If I was exposed, I will be sent to hell immediately!"
After her soundless complaint, Amelia led the way listlessly, as if all her energy had been drained away.
Fortunately for her, people are wiser when they were older. When she heard the voices of "Goddess, please give me your signature", "Goddess, please take a photo with me", Amelia knew that Ryan had already came to an agreement with the six of them behind her back.
But Ryan knew Amelia too well, didn't he? He even knew what excuse she was going to use to fool Patrick!
Patrick, who was kept in the dark, opened his mouth to express his gratitude to the six of them.
Under Patrick's deep and handsome eyes, the six men replied awkwardly, "You're welcome!"
Patrick did not know them but it did not mean that they did not know Patrick. The battle between Roxxon and their wine factory was still fresh in their minds. If their boss had not been smart, their wine factory would have been closed down by now.
They just could not figure out why Mr. Quartley did not teach Patrick a lesson when he had the advantage. There were supposed to be rivals back then but now, he voluntarily handed over his tent to the b*stard.
And... they were not allowed to provoke Patrick, so they had to suppress their gloating in their hearts!
Seeing that Patrick had no doubts, Amelia's tone became as light as before. She said, "It's cold outside. Let's get into the tent quickly!"
"Sure." Patrick did not suspect anything. They then went into the tent that was prepared for them one after another.
Seeing this, the six of them breathed a sigh of relief and then discussed heatedly among themselves, "They've finally got in! I was so close to showing my hatred to Patrick."
"That's right! Why do we have to compromise for the guy who almost caused us to lose our job?"
"Did you forgot how Mr. Quartley answered us? He said that Patrick would only threaten our job but if we didn't give him the tent, we would lose our job immediately!"
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