Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 33

Shaking his head, Patrick strode over the finishing line and got off the car in the cheers of the racing girls.

He quickly walked to a Bunny Girl and looked at her in surprise and asked, "Cynthia?"

The girl froze all over and turned her face away awkwardly and said, "... Sir, you've mistaken me for someone else!"

"I'm very sure that you're Cynthia." Looking at the tight leather coat on Cynthia's body, Patrick's frown deepened and quickly decided and instructed, "Cynthia, come with me."

Cynthia's eyes widened slightly, "Sir, are you going to take me away?"

Patrick nodded.

"Then, please come over with me to go through the process." The girl requested.

Patrick directly signed a check and handed it to another girl and said decisively, "I don't want to waste my time. Hand this check to your supervisor and told him that she has been taken away by me."

The girls remained stared at Cynthia being taken away by Patrick and were jealous of her, complaining why they couldn't become the lucky dog.

Patrick led Cynthia to the locker room to change. When she was done, there was only a piece of sling dress on her body.

Seeing her trembling with her hands wrapped herswelf, Patrick took off his suit jacket and put it on her shoulder.

"Thank you." Cynthia felt warm in her heart and she was deeply touched by Patrick who offered her a hand in a desperate situation.

William and Charles were left behind at the Sports Center and William was curious and asked, "Why did Patrick go without us?"

Charles laughed and said, "He's gone for a dating."

William frowned and asked, "Why didn't you stop him!"

Charles asked back, "Why?"

William almost shouted out, "He's married!"

Charles said earnestly, "That's not the case. No matter what he does, as long as it's not illegal, I won't interfere. And you know, I met his wife only once. Then why should I stop Patrick for the reason of her?"

"..." It sounded reasonable and William didn't know what to say. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Patrick walked out of the revolving door with Cynthia and the parking attendant immediately handed over the key of Lamborghini and flatteringly said, "Mr. Hopper, your car is ready."

Patrick paid him tips and asked Cynthia, who was nervous, to get in the car.

In the car, Patrick was silent at first but asked with tenderness, "Do you still call me Mr. Hopper?"

Cynthia hesitated and whispered, "Brother... Patrick."

The Senior asked, "How old are you?"

"Twenty- three years old." After a pause, Cynthia added in a low voice, "I've just graduated."

Patrick asked, "Why did you choose this job?"

Cynthia sighed and the pain appeared, "I can earn a lot within one night."

After a pause, she hesitantly asked, "Brother Patrick, do, do you want me to... to sleep with you? It, it will be my first time and I only charge you $300."

She marked her price clearly but felt obviously ashamed and lowered her head.

Hearing this, Patrick pursed his lips and faced her. With the tip of his finger, he lifted Cynthia's chin and ordered, "Smile."

Cynthia did not dare to hesitate and smiled at him timidly.

"Haha, your smile was the same as young..." Patrick thought with some nostalgia.

Cynthia's father used to be the butler of the Hopper family. Before Patrick went abroad, he always saw that Cynthia was busy with her father.

Under the same roof, they got to know each other and became friends.

Later, Cynthia's father told Patrick that she was admitted to the high school he used to study in and the young girl gracefully called him "Brother Patrick".