Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1700

Owen was taken aback. He quickly asked, "Tickets for today have been sold out, then what about tomorrow's?”

After looking down at the monitor, the receptionist said to Owen, "I'm sorry, all the flights to L.A. tomorrow have also been sold out half an hour ago. Sir, perhaps you could choose to book one for the day after tomorrow?"

Owen's handsome face darkened again. "Did your system get hacked?"

The receptionist shook her head with a smile and said, "Sir, we have checked the information of all ticket holders on the computer. They are all authorised while the tickets have been paid in advance. So there shouldn't be such a condition you mentioned."

It must be Patrick!

Owen then asked in a low voice, full of anger, "There should be flights to the surrounding cities of L.A., right?"

The receptionist said with due diligence, "Let me check it for you. Please wait a moment."

After a while, the receptionist nodded at Owen.

But before Owen could smile, the receptionist's expression suddenly changed. She sat down and looked at the monitor for a long time. Then she finally raised her head and showed an embarrassed smile to him. "Sir, all the tickets to the United States have just been sold out. If you wish to book a ticket, you'll have to wait until the day after tomorrow as well."

For the first time, Owen had a strong intention to catch Patrick and beat him up. He was serious!

"Sir? Sir! What do you think?" The receptionist was still waiting for Owen's reply.

"Since I'm not allowed to fly to the United States, the neighbour countries should be fine, right?" After muttering, Owen said to the receptionist, "Check for me the flights to the nearest neighbour of the United States!"

While Owen was busy with the flight, Patrick had already been above the sky at a height of 10,000 meters.

Regarding the act of pushing Owen off the plane, he did not regret it at all. Owen had already given him too much help, so it was time for him to return home to accompany Nora, Andrew and Ashley.

Meanwhile, he was sharing the rescue plan that

Owen had mentioned with his nearly 100 followers. Most of them were listening very seriously. Only Owen's three teams were a little out of their minds.

Then, Patrick paused and looked at them deliberately. "Owen was driven off the plane by me. It had nothing to do with you guys. So don't feel stressed."

A member of the three teams said, "It's exactly our concern for fear that Captain Hopper will criticize us for being indifferent later."

"That's nothing. You can just push the blame to me at that time."

All members of the three teams grinned and said, "Well, could we?"

The rest were speechless while thinking that they did not look serious like they were truly afraid at all.

Patrick laughed and continued giving instructions. Finally, he said, "You shall hurry upto get familiar with one another so that we won't mistakenly attack our own forces."

Although his reminder sounded funny, it was reasonable. After all, it was a new team made up of three individual teams. While many of them had first met at the airport. If they did not recognize properly in advance, it would be good enough for them not to attack one another, let alone cooperate.

It was probably impossible for Amelia to imagine that the deliberate intimacy she had with Sawyer would cause such a 'butterfly effect'.

At first, she had only wanted her and her child to live a better life. Later, her identity as Sawyer's sister had given her a greater freedom.

She began to wonder what she could do with this identity.

She eventually chose to alienate the relationship between Sawyer and Sissi.

With the identity as his sister, she could then do some intimate actions to Sawyer without being mistaken. It allowed her to have smoothly left her lipstick print and perfume smell on Sawyer's shirt. She had also made Sawyer cook for her personally and stay to watch movies with her. All of which would definitely make Sissi go crazy with jealousy.

"Why are you not playing the game? Is there something in your mind?" At the moment, a voice came from beside her.

Amelia withdrew her gaze from the monitor and looked towards the speaker...

She saw that Sawyer had already sat down on her right side without her notice, while looking at her 'concernedly'.

Amelia came to her senses and smiled at him. "Nothing. Didn't you go to the gym? Why didn't you sweat at all?"

Sawyer was distracted by her new topic, "When I came out, I went to the bathroom to take a bath, so to not stink you."

After getting along for three months, their relationship had improved a lot. They could talk freely to each other as brother and sister, and sometimes they would even play jokes on each other.

The duration of Sawyer's stay at her place had also become longer, while the time he spent at home became shorter. Although Amelia appeared to be enjoying such an atmosphere, she clearly knew that she was like dancing on the edge of a knife. That if she did not pay attention, she would be seriously injured.

Sawyer had never been easy to fool. Perhaps he had already known her petty thoughts, but it was only because he had a similar goal as her that he did not expose her.

In short, they were trying to conquer each other, so they naturally would not do anything that would put them on bad terms.

Sawyer did not let such strange emotions dominate his rationality for too long. He only nodded his head and said, "Alright, since the matter is mainly on you. However, if you need it one day, I can give you some suggestions."

Amelia was stunned for a while and then forced herself to show a face in surprise. "Really? Then you have think of a good one. If it doesn't sound nice, I wouldn't accept it."

Although she was smiling, her fingers on her knees gradually tightened. How could she allow her child to take the name given by an enemy?! As it would be a shame for both her and Patrick!

"Well, I'll go and cook now, or you and my dear little nephew would starve."

When he finished speaking, Sawyer stretched out his hand and touched Amelia's belly. He had retracted his hand in an instant, not knowing if it was out of fear of scaring Amelia, or because he subconsciously detested the b*stard related to Patrick.

Amelia was startled by his hand suddenly coming to her, but she was not that foolish to have avoided it. After he retracted his hand, she raised the gamepad on her knees and shook it at him. "Alright, you may go ahead while I'll play another game."

As soon as he left, Amelia immediately relaxed her shoulders. Every time after chatting with Sawyer, she felt as if all her strength had been drained from her body. It was really torturing.

That night, Sawyer returned to his residence with Sissi late.

As Sissi heard the sound, she first glanced at the wall clock as usual, and then her eyes flashed with ridicule. He had come back earlier than usual, should she cheer for it?

No-

lt would not be too late for her to cheer after Amelia had left.

She not only wanted to cheer, but also wanted to pop a champagne to celebrate.

Of course, the celebration had to be done surreptitiously. She could not let Sawyer know about it, or he would then suspect her.

"I'm back." Since he was passing through the living room, it was impossible for Sawyer to not greet Sissi at all.

Sissi, who was sitting on the sofa, turned to Sawyer and showed a decent face. "You must be tired after a busy day. Do you want me to serve you in the bathroom for a shower later?"

Sawyer stared at her face and tried to figure out whether her words were out of mockery or sincerity.

He found that she seemed to be in a good mood that day, without the trace of looking for trouble. So he smiled and said, "Why are you being so enthusiastic today?"

Sissi said in a flirtish voice, "I'm enthusiastic all the time in fact. It's just that you went out every day, so you didn't have the chance to experience it from me."