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.

can't

where Sophia

were silent again, and soon, the car started

that she was smart enough to remember the car she saw at the school entrance in a

almond-shaped eyes followed her mother's movements, and she looked back at Sophia.She wanted to know what had happened to her because

you see

around frantically.She

sigh of relief.She tidied up her hair and concealed

opened her mouth with exaggeration and pointed at

seems to be facing

to deceive as a three-year-old child? I

were silent for

direction where his car drove off.She knew

that she had secretly kept this child, she did not know

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

have to change Emma's kindergarten

kindergarten was slightly cheaper, there was no way around it if she

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

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

your grandma's ghost spirit in

Emma's

heavy as they

was stressed that she ate a

today.Next time, after you come back to pick up

bag, put on her shoes,

wanted to tell her that she had already paid

already out of the house.She shook her head, picked up a slice of pork, and put it on Emma's

"Emma, eat well.”

Maria said.Emma made a salute gesture and said in a childish voice, "Yes,

cab to Golden Pavillion.She went

and head of

for the housekeeper service from seven to midnight.There is only one private room on this floor, and it

the name implied, the housekeeper service was responsible for all the services of the guests in the private room, from minor to

smile was

long time, but the smile on his

the first night of Sophia's shift, this floor

by a wealthy businessman to celebrate his girlfriend's

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

well-trained and opened

was

bills to the parking valet as a