Chapter 842

Patrick gestured at himself eager to liven things up. “Come on. Do your worst.”

Finding him childish, Richard simply ignored him.

Sean could not stand it right then.

How did Patrick even manage to survive in the political scene? With that personality of his, his rivals would eat him up and spit him out at any moment!

Nonetheless, he suddenly kicked out a wave, splashing it at Patrick and hitting him in the face.

“Hey! Are you a kid? I wasn’t playing with you!” Patrick snapped grumpily.

“Look who’s talking, thirty-year-old who acts like a ten-year- old.”

“Are you mocking me?”

“What do you think?”

had it with you! You stood in my way for love, and you’re now interfering with me bonding with my future son?! You really have a lot of free

not to be trifled with, and

splashes, with

ages combined were over seventy, but they were somehow

clearly see Patrick’s eyes turning red from rage since he kept losing, which

especially since Patrick kept asking to

anyway, and his

remembered running into

he not know that

for the whole day, and it was definitely not just because of his greatgrandfather’s illness—his daddy’s hesitation must have had something to do with that

“Argh!”

in his thoughts when he suddenly heard Patrick shrieking, and he turned toward Patrick to find the man dropping limply in

not that deep—just waist-length,

one could drown at that depth, right? And Patrick

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