"Mr.Hopkins, you're coming..."

The door to the top floor of Fire Club was opened, and a man walked in slowly.

Ignoring the flattering voices around him, he raised his eyes and looked around, and walked directly to the semicircular bar on the east side.

"Patrick, is Grandpa coming with the other shareholders?"

As soon as Barbara turned around, she saw the man walking toward her and asked with a smile.

"Grandpa doesn't like bars" Patrick replied faintly.

Before the words were out of his mouth, he suddenly frowned and lowered his voice.

"What happened to your hand?"

Patrick stared fixedly at Christina's hand.

But Christina immediately hid her hands behind her back.

"What's going on?"

How could Patrick let her go so easily? He looked at the woman with dark eyes and grabbed her right hand, which was wrapped in white gauze.

"Nothing.”

Christina did not want to explain and tried to withdrew her hand, but Patrick clasped her wrist.

"Her palms are a little bruised," Charles said innocently.

He had known that Patrick would blame him, so he took a sip from his glass and did not forget to emphasize, "Christina hurt herself"

Patrick deliberately pressed his finger on the wound.

Christina strained her face as stinging pain came from the wound and her brow furrowed a little, which made Patrick even more irritated.

"I've told you this morning to wait and I would send someone to pick you up.You didn't listen to me."

"It's because of me.’' Barbara smiled awkwardly and she wasn't expected that Patrick would become angry so easily.

"Patrick, don't blame Christina.She was holding me up, so her palm hit the fire-sensitive metal buckle on the floor..."

"I'd love to."

Christina, not knowing what mood she was in, darkened her face and muttered.

It means that her injury had nothing to do with him, nor did she need Barbara to intercede for her.

"Christina!"

Patrick's face was a little gloomy.

his hands on her

angrily, "How many times have I told you not to flaunt

hurt my

first thought was that she was pregnant and raised her head rather proudly, adding, "I reacted quickly and immediately half crouched down and propped myself up on the floor with one

at her and was so angry that she dared to

very

was angry but laughed out loud.He simply sat next to her and pulled her down on his lap.He put his left hand around her abdomen and raised his right hand to deliberately ruffle her hair on

don't mess up my

looks no different

because you don't appreciate it.I'm obviously prettier

not modest at

and said nothing

her hair mussed on her forehead, Christina simply rubbed

party today, trying to impress his senior staff and friends, but it didn't

people didn't dare to

have to praise her, or I have the

recently read a lot of articles about how men and women get

to remind

Patrick was obliging.

in the chest

me to remind you.'’ Patrick was punched by

a woman

was hard for

He felt helpless.

don't have to

grabbed half a glass of red wine from the bar and couldn't help but

raised her glass,

way, Barbara, a Fire Club staff said you

curiously chatted

someone who

and put down the glass in her

face, she murmured, "I saw a figure that looked

you see Derek here

I have the wrong

bartender filled Barbara with half

up and took another big gulp, feeling

read those posts that

did not hear

face bulging

little pleased when he saw

needed to be dealt

suddenly remembered something

is one thing I want

that, Charles stood up from the chair at the bar with a serious expression on

"That video..."

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