Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 536

Glancing at Huxton, Patrick asked, "How's the investigation going, for the thing I asked you?"

Huxton recovered and said, "Maryanne was kidnapped by us as soon as she came out of the house of The Cook family. After a round of interrogation, as expected, it was she who pushed madam down the stairs!"

A hint of malice showed on Patrick's face. "She admitted it herself?"

Huxton nodded. "Maryanne refused to admit to it at first. She forced us with no choice but to use some tricks on her, and then she spilled later on."

Patrick's lips pursed into a thin line. No one could tell what he was thinking.

Huxton continued to ask, "Mr. Hopper, Maryanne is currently in a remote place. How do you want to deal with her?"

Patrick could not help looking up at a room up the stairs. "I haven't decided yet."

Although it was only a short glance, Huxton noticed it.

Surprise flashed on his face. When did Mr. Hopper start thinking about others' feelings before he made

a decision?

"Lock her up first. I'll inform you when I've thought of a plan," Patrick said in the end.

"Yes, Mr. Hopper!"

On the second floor.

Knock, knock, knock...

Hearing the knocks on the door, Amelia put down the game console, raised her head and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me."

"Dr. Scarlett?" Amelia tossed the game console aside, slipped off the bed, and opened the door.

Dr. Scarlett stood behind the door, looking at her with a smile, and said, "Food's ready."

"Oh, okay!" Amelia followed her downstairs.

While passing through the living room, Amelia caught a glimpse of Patrick and Huxton, who waited behind him, out of the corner of her eyes.

This pair of master and servant loved to make fun of her as their hobby. Beholding grudge, she deliberately ignored them as she walked past them.

"Mr. Hopper, Mrs. Hopper is coming downstairs," Huxton reminded Patrick attentively.

Patrick rose from his seat with a neutral face and headed for the dining table.

Huxton followed closely behind him.

On the other side, after seeing the delicious-looking spread of dishes on the table, Amelia gulped and said apologetically to Scarlett, "Dr. Scarlett, thank you for your hard work. It's unfortunate that today is not the weekend, or auntie could have helped you."

Scarlett waved her hand and said, "It's alright. This is what I should do!"

The rewards Patrick had given her were undoubtedly ample. Each day's pay was equivalent to three months of her salary. She would not feel at ease if she did not do much work.

It did not take long for Patrick's tall figure to loom above Amelia.

However, Amelia did not even spare him a glance. She chose the seat closest to the edge and sat down.

Patrick raised his eyebrows. He had not even gotten to chance to get even with her, and she had the guts to lose her temper with him?

"Mr. Hopper, please take a seat," said Huxton, pulling out a chair for him.

"Hmm." Patrick sat down quietly on the chair opposite Amelia.

The meal was prepared for Patrick and Amelia. So after Dr. Scarlett and Huxton had finished their

tasks, they both stepped aside tactfully.