"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 see her

where

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

that she was smart enough to remember the car she saw at the school entrance in a hurry.She saw the same car at the bus stop and quickly pulled

her mother's movements, and she looked back at Sophia.She wanted to know what had happened to

you see any bad

also very nervous and looked around frantically.She didn't even dare to

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

with exaggeration and pointed

side seems to be

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

daughter were silent for

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

had secretly kept this child, she

close bond with him and his family,

thought that she would have to change Emma's kindergarten

Emma's enrollment in this kindergarten was slightly cheaper, there was no way around it if she wanted to avoid

our children come to such an ordinary kindergarten? The world of rich people is really

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

have your grandma's ghost

Emma's little nose

heavy

Sophia was stressed that

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

put on her

already paid for the second half of Emma's

of the house.She shook her head, picked up a slice of pork, and put it on

"Emma, eat well.”

be like your mother Maria said.Emma made a salute

took a cab to Golden

the building manager and head of the

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

the services of the guests in the private room, from minor to big dishes to the finest wine, and they had to be

was very

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

of Sophia's shift, this floor was

was reserved by a wealthy businessman to celebrate his

celebrate their birthdays today?' At seven o'clock, a Rolls-Royce stopped at

parking valet was well-trained and opened

was very

handed over a few bills to the parking valet as a

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