Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 615

Amelia watched him as he continued to stare at her in silence. Although she found him odd this way, she could not pinpoint what was wrong exactly.

She glanced at her watch and saw that she was going to be too late. Amelia patted her forehead out of annoyance and turned around to leave in a hurry.

Patrick did not chase after her this time, for she had just praised him the highest compliment he could ever receive.

"You'll make a good father!"

"I will," he promised.

At Apex Construction Corporation.

As Amelia pushed the office door open, she found Jonathan already waiting for her inside. Ryker was standing aside, focused in wiping the window.

She found this strange. "Assistant Ryker, can't the janitor take care of cleaning the window?"

Hearing her, Ryker stopped wiping and twisted his body to say to Amelia, "President Ramsay, you're here."

"Hmm," acknowledged Amelia softly.

Ryker continued, "President Ramsay is still new to the company, so there are some things that you may not know yet. Daniel had requested me to clean the office doors, windows, mop the floor, and throw out the garbage every day. And I've seen to it personally ever since."

"Oh..." Amelia said, "This is too hard on you. You can leave these work to the janitors after work, don't take their jobs away from them."

She thought Ryker would be relieved, but a trace of panic flashed across his face. "There's no need! Well, I mean... I'm used to doing these tasks, so there's really no excuse to rely on others. Besides, no one knows the dirty spots in the office better than me. Even the janitors can miss out on some of the spots."

Amelia gave him a thoughtful look. "Is that true?"

"Yes." Ryker guaranteed in a lighter tone, "I won't disturb President Ramsay when I'm doing cleaning. You can just treat me as if I'm not here at all."

"Alright, then." Amelia did not press on any further after Ryker's insistence.

Putting down her leather bag, Amelia sat on the executive office chair and apologized to the quiet Jonathan in front of her, "Uncle Tucker, I'm sorry, I'm late again."

Jonathan waved his hands. "It's fine, I'm used to it."

Amelia stuck out her tongue and said, "I know why you're here, but I screwed up the meeting with the six bosses. I'm so useless."

She assumed Jonathan to rage because of this but instead, he cooly replied, "I already knew about this. Their phone calls woke me up this morning at the hotel. They're all trying to push the blame."

At this, Amelia slumped her head forward listlessly and limply.

She still believed in her luck on her way here. But unfortunately, reality had crushed her ideal at the end of the day.

Seeing Amelia was rendered speechless, Jonathan asked with a smile, "I heard it was Mr. Hopper's sudden appearance that caused the problems with the business?"

Ryker was listening in on them as he rubbed at the glass from not far away and a look of concern appeared on his face.

Amelia glanced at Jonathan and asked in confusion, "Uncle Tucker, how can you still smile when he had messed up our business plan?"

Jonathan kept on his smile and replied, "Since Mr. Hopper is back, shouldn't you ask him for help?"

Amelia answered without thinking, "Him? Forget it, I might as well start planning my own funeral now!"

Jonathan burst into laughter. Asking help from Patrick was equivalent to death?

What did that even mean?