"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.

on her shoulders, and

have I told

hurt my

half crouched down and propped myself up on the floor with one hand,

and was so angry that she

you're very proud,

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

don't mess

looks no

appreciate it.I'm obviously prettier than

not

laughed and said

hair mussed on her forehead, Christina simply rubbed against his

pick out some clothes and get a haircut to attend his party today, trying to impress his senior staff and friends,

people didn't dare to

changes her clothes and hairstyle, you have to praise her, or I have the

a lot of articles about how men

remember to remind

Patrick was obliging.

in the chest with her right

to remind you.'’ Patrick

a woman was

was hard for him

He felt helpless.

don't have to dress

red wine from the bar and

her eyes, pursed her lips tightly, raised her glass, and drank it all in one

a Fire Club staff said you were running

curiously chatted with

you chasing someone who dares

question and put down the glass in her

sadness on her face, she murmured, "I saw a figure that looked

mean you see Derek here

I have the wrong

bartender filled Barbara with half a glass of red

picked it up and took another big gulp, feeling

go online and read those posts that

and Christina did not hear their

him, her face bulging with anger

when he saw that Christina

demon girl just needed to be dealt

suddenly remembered

there is one thing

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

"That video..."

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