"A week ago. A few days ago, I was busy taking care of you and I forgot to pay attention to the situation in Northville. However, I accidentally read some relevant news when I'm playing with my iPad today." The secretary said.
Patrick frowned and said, "Didn't you say that she has been keeping in touch with you while I was in a coma? How could you not know?"
"I really knew nothing about this before!"
After the secretary shook her head wrongly, she seemed to think of something and snapped her fingers. "Oh! I remember it! A few days ago, when Madam Ramsay contacted me, she asked me why couldn't she get through your phone and asked if I'm still with you. But at that time, you went searching for Sissi in the mountains, so you missed her news. Her voice was sounded anxious that day!"
Hearing this, a faint light shot out of Patrick's eyes. Finally, he could not help but curse in a low voice, "D*mn that woman! Why didn't she say it on the phone just now?"
The secretary pursed her lips and said, "Mr. Hopper, I think you would need to think from the point of view of Madam Ramsay occasionally."
"What did you say?" Patrick shot a dangerous look at the secretary.
The secretary picked up her courage and said, "Mr. Hopper, think about it. You're so busy that you didn't even make a call to her when you're out. How would she dare to waste your time with her troubles."
When Patrick heard this, he felt a kind of unspeakable irony. He stared at his secretary and said, "What you really want to say is in order to find Sissi, I have left Amelia behind, right?"
The secretary shrank her neck in fear. "I won't dare to."
Patrick snorted and said, "Get ready. We'll head back to the Northville tomorrow morning."
"Really? Mr. Hopper!" The secretary was so happy.
Patrick gave her a sidelong glance. "Yet you dare to say that you work for me?"
The secretary's face froze. She was really overjoyed. She stopped laughing and put on a bitter face. "Mr. Hopper, it was just because I haven't returned to Northville for a long time. I'm a little homesick."
A long time? It was only been half a month...
Patrick scoffed at his secretary's exaggerated statement. "Just admit that you want to see your boyfriend."
The secretary replied in a conventional manner, "Mr.
Hopper, don't you want to see Madam Ramsay?"
Patrick raised his eyebrows and said, "Why are you so curious about the relationship between me and her? Well, you might as well be a butler instead of being my secretary."
The secretary sensibly stopped trying to figure out her boss's thoughts. "Mr. Hopper, if we'll go back to Northville tomorrow morning. Then about Ms. Roberts..."
"She'll go with us." Patrick immediately made up his mind.
"What?" The secretary's face twisted for a moment.
"If not? What better ideas do you have?" Patrick was not a person who could not take the opinions of others.
The secretary thought that this working trip was totally prepared for her to get herself fired. "Well, since Ms. Roberts is the head of the teaching team, then it is the best place for her to go to would be... Timothy Village."
Patrick said recklessly, "I don't agree with this. I'm going to take her back to Northville."
"But..."
Patrick insisted and said, "No 'but'!"
Sissi was not at the pink of health and it was no longer suitable for her to stay in that kind of place to
teach.
At 7 o'clock the next night.
After working, Amelia bent down and took out a garment bag from the closet. Then she picked up the shoulder bag on the table and went to the ladies restroom.
She chose an empty compartment and stepped in. After locking the door, Amelia took out the dinner dress inside.
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