"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

times have I told you not

didn't hurt my

her head rather proudly, adding, "I reacted quickly and immediately half crouched down and propped myself up on the floor with one hand, I wouldn't let my son have

at her and was so angry that she dared to

you're very proud,

sat next to her and pulled her down on his lap.He put his left hand

mess up

looks no different than

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

was not modest at

and

hair mussed on

clothes and get a haircut to attend his party

people didn't

have to praise her,

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

to remind

Patrick was obliging.

punched him in the chest with her right

you need me to remind you.'’

understand what a woman was

for him

He felt helpless.

the same every day.You don't have

a glass of red wine from the

eyes, pursed her lips tightly, raised her glass, and drank it

Club staff said

chatted

you chasing someone who

by his question and put down the glass

she murmured, "I saw a figure

see Derek

have the

Barbara with half a glass

took another big gulp,

those

and Christina did not hear their

him, her face

pleased when he saw that

needed to be dealt

suddenly

there is one thing

up from the chair at the bar

"That video..."

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