As the manager was introducing the clothing in her store, Amelia's cell phone rang and interrupted her.
Amelia took her phone out of her leather bag and found that it was from Jonathan.
She turned back and said to the manager, "Please excuse me." She then went to a silent corner and picked up the phone.
"Hello, Uncle Tucker, it's me."
"President Ramsay, where are you now? The people from the environment protection bureau said that the waste our canteen produced is exceeding the safety limit and they're asking to meet you!"
Upon hearing this, Amelia's first response was, "It's not the time for examination yet, isn't it? "
Jonathan hesitated for a moment and said, "President Ramsay, I'm not sure if you've heard of a 'spot check' before?"
Amelia, who was despised by Jonathan answered calmly, "I understand. It was like my form teacher checking on us through the classroom window."
Jonathan was helpless. "That's enough, President Ramsay. This isn't the time to be joking. I think these people are coming for you!"
Amelia thought, "Hmnn, right. There are so many directors in the company. Why would the environment protection bureau only ask for me?"
"Alright, Uncle Tucker. I'll be right there. Just hold them on for me first."
"Sure!"
After the call ended, Amelia turned around anxiously and immediately met Patrick's gloomy eyes. "Are you leaving?"
"Are you eavesdropping?"
"If you are talking on the phone in public, you should be aware of being heard by others."
Fine, he could always make her speechless.
Amelia bit her lips and whispered, "Uncle Tucker wants me to go back to the company."
Patrick snorted unhappily. "Jonathan, that old man, he would always interrupt me at critical moments. Are you sure he didn't do it on purpose?"
But as he saw the anxiety in Amelia's eyes, Patrick did not force her to stay. He just said coldly, "Before you leave, you have to change your dress, right?"
"Well, I'm sure I know this." As her voice fell, Amelia went back to the manager but she did not have the time to listen to any more introduction. She randomly picked two suits and went into the fitting room.
Three minutes later.
Amelia, who had changed into a new set of clothes, walked out of the fitting room.
Everyone who saw her praised her for having such a good figure. With the grasping in awe beside her, Amelia glanced at herself in the mirror and nodded. "This would do."
Hearing this, the manager said hurriedly, "Then I'll wrap it up for you!"
"There's no need to. I'll just wear it." Amelia said as she pulled her credit card out of her wallet. When she was about to hand it over to the manager, Patrick rushed over and caught her hand.
Amelia raised her head towards Patrick only to find out that his glance was not friendly.
"Just let me do it."
"Okay then." Amelia did not insist because it might trigger Patrick's chauvinism.
She twisted her hand that was holding the card, signally Patrick to let go but he did not.
As he held Amelia's hand, Patrick asked the manager, "How much is this suit?"
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