Five seconds later...
Huxton, now properly dressed, opened the door and greeted Patrick, who was pacing back and forth at the door. "Sir, what can I do for you?"
Anxiety and nervousness revealed in Patrick's eyes as he hung up the call that he had been making but missed by the receiver.
He immediately asked Huxton when he emerged from his room, "Tell me, where's Amelia?"
"Madam? Shouldn't she be sleeping in her room?"
"There's no one in the room!"
"Then I... have no idea."
"Where's the listening bug? Did it not relay any feedback to you?"
Huxton glanced at Patrick and said frankly, "I've... switched it off."
At this, Patrick's face dimmed even more sullenly. "Why did you turn it off for no reason?"
Huxton answered, flustered, "Because... I don't think it's appropriate for me to hear into your private affair."
Patrick was struck silent.
"Since madam isn't home, Sir, why don't you give her a call?"
"I did, but no one answered!"
On the other side, on the highway.
Amelia had her attention on the road. She did not manage to put on her wireless earphones when she was left in a hurry just now, and she had also tossed her phone into her bag. So, even though her phone was ringing, she could not get to it for the moment and could only put both hands on the steering wheel, navigating carefully in the traffic.
She assumed subconsciously that the person calling her was Alice.
As for Patrick, he probably did not even know that she had left home.
Her phone rang again when she was still on the road.
Noticing that there was a red light ahead, she drove the car over and stopped it steadily.
She then reached her hand into her bag and fumbled for her phone. When her eyes swept over the caller ID, she was instantly stunned.
"Hello? Mr. Hopper..." greeted Amelia nervously. She admitted her mistake without waiting for his scolding. "You can save your breath! I know I'm wrong! I should've informed you before I went out, and I should've picked up your call too... I give you my most sincere apology..."
After acknowledging and apologizing for her fault, Amelia held her breath and waited for his reply.
However, even when she waited until after the light had turned green, Patrick still did not say a word.
"Patrick isn't this petty, is he?" thought Amelia as she knitted her thin brows together.
When she lowered her phone and took a look at it, she was shocked to find that her phone was out of battery and had shut off by itself!
D*mn it!
Why did it have to be out of battery at such a critical moment!
So, how much of her genuine apology did Patrick manage to hear?
In fact, Patrick did not really catch much of it.
All he heard was Amelia calling out to him out of guilt, and then the call was cut off.
He then dialled again, but the system redirected him to the voicemail...
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