Amelia unnaturally moved a little as she felt an indiscernible scratch passed through her chest.
Patrick despicably lingered on the soft-touch before he took his hand away. "Why are you gone for so long?"
Amelia replied with an 'uh' and her eyes unconsciously drifted towards Huxton. He hoped Huxton would not say anything he should not have said.
Seeing that she hesitated and looked towards Huxton, Patrick immediately locked his eyes on Huxton, "Huxton, say it."
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Amelia seemed to become much more nervous. Patrick's expression sank when he noticed this. He secretly wondered if this girl had made any wrongdoing.
Amelia sank her nails into the chair and lifted her ears, she could feel her heart pounding as loud as a drum.
"Madam has just met up with a handsome man and I heard they said that they shall 'Meet again when they're free'," Huxton says bluntly.
"Clank!
Amelia's heart broke.
"Meet again when you're free? Meet again? Does that mean you have already met each other?" Patrick's smile gradually demonized. He really was trying to scare the shit out of someone.
Unfortunately, Amelia was the someone he was trying to scare. She explained incoherently, "You... I... I don't know him at all! Stop listening to Huxton's nonsense. He's not a handsome young man. At most, he's just good looking. Oh, no! He looks very young and I don't even know if he's an adult yet..."
"Your taste must be really unique for you to lay hands on those who are not grown up yet," Patrick said.
Did this man had the right to criticize her for having an 'unique taste'?
"And you seem to be very interested in those who are younger than you, don't you?" Patrick said.
"Huh, is that so?" Amelia let out a dry laugh.
"Do you like young ones?" Patrick stopped teasing her and put on a serious expression.
Amelia blinked his eyes.
"It seems so." Patrick gritted his teeth. It was sad to say that he was nearly 10 years older than Amelia. They were really a May-December relationship.
"Pfft..." Amelia burst into laughter.
Her bell-like laugh sounded in his ears it felt more like a mockery than laughter. Patrick really wanted to strangle her. "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing." She stopped laughing.
But he was still not satisfied. He had to know her thoughts, each and every one of them. There must be a reason why she laughed and a reason why she did not. He had to figure it out.
"Amelia, what are you laughing at? Tell me honestly!" Right now, he did not look like a director at all. He was as childish as a kid.
"You're so annoying." Amelia could not bear it any longer and curled her lips. She reached out and grabbed his necktie. She leaned forward and smacked his lips because she knew that this was the most effective way to make him shut up!
Patrick stopped talking. The anger, miscellaneous thoughts, and even the rationality in his mind were all taken away, he was left floating.
Seeing that he had calmed down, Amelia quickly sat aside and digested her food quietly.
At the same time, The Ramsay Family.
The security guard Jacob had already opened the two carved iron doors. The two big dogs who were guarding the doors hid in Jacob's 'Sentry post' on this cold day. Even if Jacob hushed them to come out, they would just droop their heads and refused to come out.
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