Substitute Her to Love You novel Chapter 203

However, when she saw Patrick's expression, she immediately adjusted her expression, went forward, and said in a fawning manner, "Mr. Cowell, Mrs. Cowell, I'll help you get your boarding pass."

"We will do it by ourselves."

After Patrick finished speaking, he took me away.

Amanda, who had been discouraged by Patrick, dared not to express her displeasure.

We entered the waiting hall. Patrick and I sat alone in the first-class lounge. After a while, Jeremy came in and looked at me, saying with some embarrassment, "Mr. Cowell, it's true that Miss Archer has 51 percent of the shares of Archer's Group. And..."

Speaking of this, Jeremy paused.

Patrick raised his eyes to look at him.

Jeremy continued, "And later, although Archer's Group didn't make any further big move, it donated money to some hope primary schools in the name of Miss Archer." "What?"

I was stunned at that time.

"Who is this person? What kind of great philanthropist is he?"

"How come he dared to use my name to do good deeds?"

"How could he use her name? Archer's Group has nothing to do with her in the first place." When Patrick spoke, there seemed to be some dissatisfaction in his tone.

It was obvious that this person's way of doing things had exceeded his expectations.

Jeremy frowned slightly, "It's like this. Miss Archer originally held 4% of the shares of Archer's Group."

Although I seemed to understand vaguely what Jeremy said later, I roughly understood the whole situation. To some extent, I was originally a shareholder of the Archer's Group. Now, I just turned from a small shareholder to a major shareholder.

As Patrick listened to Jeremy's words, his face didn't look good for a moment at all. He twitched his eyebrows deeply. After a while, he said, "I know. I will tell you about this when I go back."

After Jeremy left, I looked at Patrick and said, "Well...Is there a mistake? Or could it be that I probably know this person?"

Originally, I said so casually. After all, I didn't think that except for Patrick Cowell, there would be someone else who was such a capable person among the ones I knew.

Patrick took out his cell phone. Without looking at me, he just said, "Don't think too much."

This time, we were going to City S.

City S was the most developed city in the south.

By the time we arrived there, it had been 11 p.m. The hotel directly sent someone to pick us up. When we arrived at the hotel, the hotel manager went out to meet us personally and handed the room card to us.

Although it was nighttime, the hotel was brightly lit. The guests coming and going were basically dressed in formal attire.

It was as if I were the only one like an ugly duckling while standing behind Patrick.

For no reason, the more glamourous the people around me were, the more gloomy I would be in my heart.

Along the way, I didn't even have the courage to raise my head.

Even though the ones who served us had a friendly attitude towards me, I felt that they did so for Patrick's sake.

Initially, I thought that we were living in an ordinary suite. However, when the waiter led us into a suite, I was suddenly stunned.

It was the first time that I had stepped into a legendary presidential suite.

The big room was decorated with a splendid vintage style. And there was a floor-to-ceiling window with a full angle of 180 degrees.

"I wish you a happy night." After saying this, the waiter closed the door and left.

This room would cost at least tens of thousands of dollars a night. I looked at Patrick in disbelief, "Do you live in such a luxurious room every time you go out?"

Seeing everything in front of me, I had a feeling that poverty had limited my imagination.

Patrick unbuttoned his shirt and shook his head, "It's just that the meeting where I will attend this time is held in this hotel. Living here can highlight my financial strength."

"Oh, I see."

I, who was vaguely enlightened, nodded my head.

At this time, Patrick had unbuttoned several buttons of his shirt. He threw his trench coat aside and directly pressed me on the wall behind him. With one hand, he gently took off the mask on my face and gently kissed me.