Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1762

After making up her mind, Maryanne gently held the part of Nier's fingertips and said, "Yes, Brother Nier, nice to meet you."

The silky touch from his fingertips made Nier have a chilled feeling.

He inwardly cursed himself for being so useless before shifting the topic to Maryanne's hand. "Maryanne, your lace gloves are quite unique, very similar to the nobility style of the last century!"

This guy... Couldn't he talk about other topics?

Hobart's heart skipped a beat as he saw that everyone's attention was focused on Maryanne's hand, afraid that they would bring up her sadness.

"Thank you. I also feel that the gloves that my brother chose for me are very beautiful." Maryanne lowered her head slightly, and a beautiful and fragile curve formed between her chin and neck, causing people to be stunned.

Nier coaxed her, "If you like, brother Nier can buy you a box next time and give it to you as well!"

Maryanne smiled noncommittally, but in her heart, she said, "Since you've labeled yourself as my 'brother,' then don't covet me."

At this moment, someone teased Nier, "Alright, Mr. Carlson, shouldn't you let go of Maryanne? Didn't you see the expression on Young Mr. Smith's face that he's about to be jealous?"

Nier subconsciously glanced at Hobart and realized that the man was exaggerating too much. However, it was not appropriate for him to grasp a girl's hand before her brother, so he slowly let it go.

Maryanne did not think too much about it, as she did not think that she had made direct contact with Nier.

The next second, Alexer's big head squeezed over. Pointing at his face, he asked Maryanne, "What about me? What do you plan to call me,

Sister Maryanne?"

Maryanne greeted him cordially, "Brother Alexer."

"Ah!" Alexer's heart was filled with sweetness. If it weren't for Hobart, the little girl would have been dragged over and dotted on her.

The others rushed up as they saw that both Nier and Alexer had succeeded, and said, "Maryanne, what about me!"

Maryanne saw that they wanted to be her "brothers," and the smile on her lips deepened. Since they had strongly requested it, she would be satisfied.

After calling him "brother", Maryanne's eyes came to rest on Jarvy.

No one knew what Jarvy was thinking. He didn't say a word when she looked over.

Maryanne licked her lips and was about to call him "Brother Jarvy". Jarvy suddenly said, "Maryanne, you can call me by my name."

Maryanne was stunned. "Why isn't this guy playing cards according to routines?"

Jarvy continued, "Look, you already have so many brothers. Treat me as a friend of the same age as you do."

The young masters, who felt intoxicated by Maryanne's sweet voice, subconsciously began to think after they heard Jarvy's words.

Maryanne pursed her lips. If it was in the past, she would have been tricked. But now, she had matured.

Therefore, she neither refuted Jarvy nor listened to him. "I don't think this is nice. After all, you are the same age as my brother. How about this, I call you 'Mr. Tomson'."

Jarvy did not try to force her. "Alright, Maryanne."

Maryanne's ears twitched. Everyone else called her" Sister Maryanne," but he called her by her name. Did he really want to be friends of her age? Or...?

"Oh, your ex-boyfriend." Nier touched his chest and made an expression of relief.

Alexer pretended to complain. "Maryanne is so naughty. You almost frightened us."

Maryanne revealed a shy smile. "Sorry, I didn't make it clear just now. After all, I like him very much."

Thump! Thump!!

Was it okay to confess to another man in front of them?

Hobart's face turned from green to black as he said in a heavy voice, "In the past! Maryanne said that she used to like him, but now she no longer likes him. Why else would they break up?"

Frightened by the Hobart siblings, the lad tried to calm them down. They felt a little weak, but they had a good impression of Maryanne this time. Furthermore, they were all men, so they subconsciously believed in Hobart's words. As such, they laughed and dismissed the subject.

During this period, Hobart frequently glanced at Maryanne, waiting to exchange glances with her. However, Maryanne tried to avoid him and only talked to those young masters, causing his anger to erupt. He could only drink up the glass of whiskey on the table.

Jarvy pressed the service bell as he saw this.

A moment later, the waiter came in to ask what they needed. Jary took the menu from the waiter and handed it to Maryanne with a smile. "Maryanne, I was so happy that you came that I forgot to ask what you want to drink."

It was not that Jarvy and the rest had neglected Maryanne on purpose. After all, none of them had expected Maryanne to come, nor had they expected that Maryanne would have become so lovable. Hence, they had ordered whiskey, red wine, champagne beforehand, waiting for Hobart to come and get drunk.

But at this moment, with Maryanne, who is such a fairy, they were unsure if she could drink.

Even if she could drink, they did not want her to touch it, as if the alcohol would lower her level.