Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick) novel Chapter 1905

As the nurse pondered, she took off Brittany's blanket as instructed.

Seeing that Brittany was not wearing anything, the nurse's eyes widened in surprise.

"What are you looking at? If you continue looking, I'll collect money from you."

Brittany's voice was tinged with mockery. However, her expression was serious, as if she was asking a nurse for money.

The nurse said subconsciously, "Don't be kidding. You've lived here for so long. It's obvious that you're not short of money."

Brittany replied, "The money isn't mine."

It was rare for the nurse to see her being so nice to talk to, so she could not help asking, "Is it your boyfriend's money?"

Who else could the handsome guy who stayed here every day and took her clothes off be if he was not her boyfriend?

Brittany denied. "He's not my boyfriend."

"Uh." The nurse didn't know what to say at the moment, so she could only silently help her to clean up the dirty quilt.

When the nurse walked out of the ward with the quilt in her arms, she saw Richard leaning against the wall. Frowning, he asked, "Have you changed?"

"Yes, I've changed and washed her lower body." The nurse replied.

Only then did Richard scratch his head and say "thank you" before entering the ward.

"Hey." As soon as he entered, Brittany pouted and said to him in a sweet voice, "Can you not handcuff me? I said I would not seduce you."

Richard closed his mouth and did not speak, staring at her with no expression.

Brittany recovered her composure and said, "I really need money now. Don't stop me."

Money?

It was always Patrick who spent his money on her. When did she spend a penny herself?

As if understanding the disdain in his eyes, Brittany said, "I want to make money by myself this time."

Richard asked incredulously, "Your ability is to sell your body?"

Shouldn't a woman treasure her body? Unless she had no choice, who would be willing to sell it?

"This is my own choice. No one is forcing me." Brittany said seriously, "So please tell Patrick not to meddle in my business."

Richard left the word "crazy" and went out to call Patrick.

As soon as the phone was connected, Patrick asked, "What's wrong with her again?"

Richard hurriedly replied, "Patrick, this woman seems to be serious about selling her body after she woke up. She wasn't making a fuss. She also asked me to tell you that she's doing it voluntarily. You don't need to meddle in her business."

"So what?"

"So do you think we should let her do what she wants?" Richard thought that he could just accomplish his mission. It was a win-win situation!

Patrick commanded ruthlessly, "Don't be silly. Keep monitoring her."

"... Okay." Richard hung his head and walked back to monitor her.

*

On the Land of Fragrance.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Patrick come back with a serious expression, Amelia couldn't help asking.

Patrick said, "It's all because of Brittany. She said that she wants to sell her body for Daniel's funeral."

Amelia heard him and asked in surprise, "What?"

Patrick continued, "She just took off her clothes to seduce Richard. She wanted him to be her first customer."

Amelia came to herself and said doubtfully, "She didn't accept dad and Alice's help but thought of selling herself? Is she crazy?" "Probably. I had already asked Richard to knock her out. But when she woke up, she asked Richard to call me and tell me that she is willing to sell her body and asked me to ignore her."

At this point, Patrick sneered, "She thinks I wanted to meddle in her business? If it's not because of dad's reputation..."

Amelia looked at him gratefully. "I understand. Thank you, Mr. Hopper."

Patrick shook his head and said, "My brother told me that Brittany wanted Daniel's body to be kept by the police for a week. If I'm not mistaken, she should be able to find someone who would like to buy her during this week."

"No." Amelia said subconsciously, "She is the daughter of the Ramsay family. She shouldn't do such a thing! I'll call Alice right now and ask her to persuade Brittany to go home!"

Patrick reached out and stopped her. "It's no use. If she's willing to go back, she'd have gone back with dad this morning.”

Amelia said anxiously, "Then please ask Richard to look after her well!"

Patrick nodded. "Don’t worry. I will."

Unexpectedly, at noon the next day, Richard called again and said, "Patrick, Brittany ran away!"

Hearing this, Patrick's voice sank. "How did she escape?"

Brittany's appearance attracted a small number of onlookers. After all, she was a beauty. Besides, people in this society considered thin as beautiful. As long as she was not too thin and deformed, she was worthy of the title of "Skinny Beauty".

Brittany stared at the men who were looking at her. From the emotions reflected in their eyes, it seemed that they were interested in her.

"That's it."

Brittany stopped a waiter and asked, "Take me to your leader."

The waiter asked politely, "What can I do for you?"

Brittany looked up at him and said, “I'm here to apply for a job."

"Apply for a job?" The waiter looked Brittany up and down carefully. She looked like a customer, but she came to apply to be a waitress?

"Yes, can you bring me to see her?" Brittany asked.

The waiter nodded unconsciously and said, "Okay, but I have to send the wine to the guest first. Wait for me here for a while. Is that okay?"

Brittany nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

So the waiter took the tray and left temporarily.

At this time, a middle-aged man sitting at the bar leaned over and said, "Beauty, are you alone?”

Brittany glanced at him from head to toe and found that he was wearing branded items all over. She could not help but smile and said, "Yes, I'm alone."

"Are you interested in coming over to have a drink? Let's make friends!" The middle-aged man pointed to his seat and asked Brittany.

"There's no need to drink." Brittany suddenly lifted up her hand, touched his collar, and asked, "Do you want to sleep with me?"

The middle- aged man was stunned and looked at Brittany with a shocked expression. "Beauty, aren't you being too straightforward?"

"Do you want it or not?" Brittany's pale hand gradually crept up the man's throat and she used her slightly cold fingertip to touch his Adam's apple. Immediately, she heard him swallowing his saliva.

The middle- aged man grabbed Brittany's teasing hand and asked in a rough tone, "What's the price?"

Brittany's eyes curved in satisfaction. "At least three hundred thousand dollars."

"Three hundred thousand dollars?!" The middle-aged man immediately loosened his grip. At the same time, the lust on his face disappeared.

Brittany asked meaningfully, "Uh-huh, I guess your watch is worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, right?"

After the middle-aged man calmed down, he said, "Beauty, you know a lot. However, the watch and the b*tch are two different things. They cannot be mixed together. The watch is for collection, and the b*tch is for venting purposes. I think you should understand this."