Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 823

Owen happily agreed. "Alright Amelia! I'll definitely remember what you've told me just now. Another thing, since the issue arose because of your butler, if you don't mind, I can step in to mediate if necessary. I'm sure Patrick will listen to my advice."

Meanwhile back at Owen's home.

After Owen ended the call with Amelia, he turned to look at the figure standing in the living room and said, "I've tried my best to persuade your hostess to return to the Land of Fragrance, I hope you can take the load off your mind now."

The figure raised his eyes to glance at Owen. He replied evenly, "Thanks for your help."

Owen said playfully, "You are indeed a loyal butler. Since your host has abandoned you, why should you be concerned over his family affairs?"

Huxton twitched his lips and said, "Mr. Patrick has been like a benefactor to me, while Madam Amelia has also treated me well. I can't allow conflicts between them to happen just because of me."

Owen shrugged. "But conflicts had already happened."

There was a hint of sadness and reluctance in Huxton's eyes. He said, "As long as I get out of their lives, Mr. and Mrs. Hopper will be able to reconcile."

"How naive of you to think that way!" Owen let out a snort.

Huxton lowered his head in dismay. "Other than that, I can't think of any better solution."

Owen maintained his smile. "Just let me handle the issue. It's getting late, you should go back and keep your girlfriend company."

Huxton had little hope on Owen's promise.

Nevertheless, he nodded his head and left, drooping his head along the way.

It was 10:30 p.m. at the Land of Fragrance.

The man in black, who was standing guard at the entrance of the garden, saw a figure approaching and shouted coldly, "Stop! State your name!"

"Amelia Ramsay." A clear voice sounded through the night, stirring up fury of excitement among the men in black.

"Madam!" The men in black were delighted to see her.

Since Amelia had returned, they would be saved from frequent torment and scolding from Patrick.

"Well, can I go in?"

Amelia, who was walking ahead of them, stopped in her tracks and asked for permission to enter, like how a guest would ask.

"Yes, of course!" The men in black would be glad to carry Amelia into the house if she had not moved.

"Madam, please go ahead!" They urged.

Amelia nodded and walked past the men in black, pretending to appear calm as she walked along the garden path to the building.

As she got closer to the villa, she became moodier.

"Patrick must be waiting for me with a scornful laugh." Amelia thought.

Even if she had told Patrick that she came to repay his brother's kindness, he would misinterpret her intention and thought that she was just giving excuse to come see him, though she was indeed a bit concerned about his condition...

In a blink of an eye, Amelia had came to the door. She had mixed feelings about pressing the doorbell, as she was not ready to see Patrick sneering at her with his handsome face.

She had the urge to turn back, as she thought that she should not give up something she persisted just to falter upon Owen's words.

Amelia had wanted to retrieve her phone from her

pocket.

"Perhaps I should call Owen right now to negotiate for another term?" She thought.

However, she dropped the idea the next moment. She had not wanted to offend someone by making empty promises, especially when it came to Owen.