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

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

she saw at the school entrance in

looked back at Sophia.She wanted to know what had

see any

nervous and looked around frantically.She didn't

a sigh of relief.She tidied

mouth with exaggeration and pointed at the sunlight on

side seems to be

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

daughter were silent for a

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

kept this child, she did not know how furious

was equivalent to having a close bond with him and his

she would have to change Emma's

cost of Emma's enrollment in this kindergarten was slightly cheaper, there was no way around it

family is so rich; how can we let our children come to such an ordinary kindergarten? The world of rich people is

seemed to understand and said, "Didn't grandmother always tell us that even if we have money, we have to

right.You have your grandma's ghost spirit

pinched Emma's little

was heavy as they

was stressed that she

Fiona helped me get will start today.Next time, after you come

on her shoes, and ran out of the

wanted to tell her that she had already paid for the second half of Emma's kindergarten

was already out of the house.She shook her head, picked up a

"Emma, eat well.”

your mother Maria said.Emma made a salute gesture and said in a childish voice, "Yes, Grandmother.I

cab to Golden Pavillion.She went to meet

the building manager 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 be too

implied, the housekeeper service was responsible for all the services of the guests in the private room,

was

he had been in the workplace for a long time, but

shift, this

was reserved by a wealthy businessman

many rich people celebrate their birthdays today?' At seven o'clock, a Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of the Golden

parking valet was well-trained and

attitude was very

over a few bills to the parking valet as