Single Mother: Struggling With The Dangerous CEO

"Baby, how did you get the wounds on your head and arm? Does it hurt?" Patrick asked Quentin.

Adriana noticed that Quentin was wounded, and some places were even bandaged.She quickly bent down and pulled him over gently to ask.She was distressed, and it was evident.

"It doesn't hurt.The pretty lady has already bandaged it for me.Besides, this injury is nothing for a man!"

Quentin said in an unmistakable and firm voice.

Patrick's demands for Quentin were exceptionally stringent.

Over time, Quentin developed the same personality as Patrick when he was a child.

Although he was patient and independent, he never showed weakness quickly.

And people with this kind of personality usually felt very cynical in their hearts.

Patrick did not want his child to repeat the same mistake he had made.

Nevertheless, the trajectory of destiny had always been so similar.

Patrick patted Quentin's head.His fingers stroked the wound on Quentin's forehead unconsciously.

Then, he thought, 'The way his wound is bandaged is very familiar, very similar to the way that woman bandaged it' 

"Come on, get in the car, and let's go eat."

It was the path of solace between father and son.

There was no need to communicate too much verbally.

Although Adriana did not understand, she saw the smile on her son's face and no longer looked into it.

All three got in the car, and the Rolls-Royce quickly hit the road.

There were many vehicles on the road as it was rush hour.

The car sometimes sped up and sometimes slowed down until they reached the bus stop.

Quentin was sitting in the middle of his parents and was looking around.

Suddenly, he saw Emma and her mother standing next to the bus stop sign and shouted, "Dad, mom, look! That's the beautiful lady who helped me and bandaged my wounds!"

He pointed outside.

The two followed Quentin's finger and only caught a flash passing by.

I can't see her

where Sophia

occupants were silent again, and soon, the car started again and

enough to remember the car she saw at the school entrance in a hurry.She

and she looked back at Sophia.She wanted to know

did you see any bad

around frantically.She didn't even dare to breathe

saw the Rolls-Royce drive away, that Sophia let out a sigh of relief.She tidied up her hair and concealed her worry,

and pointed at the

seems to be

you think I am as easy to deceive as a three-year-old child? I

and daughter were silent for

where his car drove off.She knew that she was not going to be

she had secretly kept this child, she

knew that having Patrick's child was equivalent to having a close bond with him and his family, that was why he

she would have to change

enrollment in this kindergarten was slightly cheaper, there was no way

so rich; how can we let our children come to such an

always tell us that even if

have your grandma's ghost spirit in

pinched Emma's little

was heavy

home, Sophia was

helped me get will start today.Next time, after you come back to pick up Emma, eat.You don't have to wait for me

put on her shoes, and

already paid for the

already out of the house.She shook her head,

"Emma, eat well.”

like your mother Maria said.Emma made a salute gesture and

took a cab to Golden Pavillion.She went to

and head of the

are responsible for the housekeeper service from seven to midnight.There is only one private room on this floor, and it is often reserved.You have to focus on this one room, and you shouldn't

name implied, the housekeeper service was responsible for all the services of the guests in the private room, from minor to big dishes to the finest wine, and they had to be served

was

for a long time, but the smile

Sophia's shift, this floor

a wealthy businessman

thought, 'Why do so many rich people celebrate their birthdays today?' At

well-trained and opened the

was

bills to the parking valet as