Milton raised his eyebrows and said, "Why not? We grew up together and no one knows about you better than me... small as always."
Amelia retorted angrily, "No! It's B Cup!"
Milton suddenly approached her, and looked at her plump chest, saying, "Other girls' get bigger when they grew up, but why is yours small as in childhood?"
Amelia couldn't bear it anymore and pounced on him to pinch him. Then she was picked up by Milton, who secretly lowered his head and greedily took a breath on the side of her neck, which was emitting natural fragrance.
"Ha!" Amelia covered her neck with one hand and pushed his head with the other hand, saying, "No!"
Milton raised his head, and his eyes were full of Amelia. He didn't come to his senses until his mom asked them to come out for breakfast.
After putting Amelia on the ground safely, Milton excused what happened a few seconds ago as a joke and said, "Well, go shower and we wait for you outside."
After the "joke", Amelia felt much relieved. Before he stepped out of the door, she said sincerely, "Milton, thank you."
Milton was stunned since what he wanted from Amelia was never a "thank you".
After the breakfast in The Cook family, Amelia decided to go to work herself. After all, Milton was also in a hurry to his office.
Amelia got on a bus and arrived at Roxxon at 8am.
Not long after she entered into her office, she received a call from executive secretary, who told her to come up to see Mr. Hopper.
Amelia's heart jolted and felt it wasn't a something good. But when she thought that she had not done anything wrong to Patrick, she felt relieved again.
After the call, Amelia took the lift. The four mirrors surrounding the lift honestly reflected her anxiety.
As soon as she arrived at the door, Amelia stopped for a deep breath and pushed the door open.
She saw Patrick sitting in front of his desk with his cold face facing his computer, as if he didn't notice her.
When she saw his indifferent face, Amelia felt relaxed and sad. She felt relaxed by Patrick not questioning her not sleeping at home last night and sad for he must have stayed with a woman.
She gently closed the door and greeted in a tone that was the same as usual, "Mr. Hopper, good morning."
Patrick lifted his eyelids without saying anything.
Just as the smile on Amelia's face was about to freeze, Patrick finally said, "Have you got any potential project at last month's exhibition?"
Amelia was stunned at first, but then she realised something and said,"... Yes."
Patrick steadily sat on the executive chair, and his deep eyes swept over Amelia's clothes.
Facing Mr. Hopper's question, Amelia was speechless since she had not carried out any research.
So she could only give answer vaguely, "Well, there was a health care product, and its brand name is..."
Amelia knocked on her head anxiously.
"You can't remember?" Patrick stared at her from afar and said with a smile, "No worries. Just stand here and think about it."
Amelia said with a bitter face, "Mr. Hopper, can't sit here and think about it?"
"Why?" Patrick asked.
Amelia had no idea what to say.
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