"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.

hands on her shoulders, and pressed his

"How many times have I told you not to flaunt your

didn't hurt

and immediately half crouched down and propped myself up on the floor with one hand, I wouldn't let my

at her and was so angry that she dared to show a smug look on her

very proud,

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

don't mess

looks no different than

you don't appreciate it.I'm obviously

was not

and said

and with her hair mussed on her forehead, Christina simply rubbed

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

people didn't

your wife changes her clothes and hairstyle, you have to praise

read a lot of articles about how men and women get

to remind

Patrick was obliging.

him in the chest

you.'’ Patrick was punched by her,

understand what a woman

hard for him

He felt helpless.

don't have to dress

half a glass of red wine from the bar and

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

Club staff said you were running in the

chatted with

someone who dares to steal your

was stunned by his question and put

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

mean you see Derek here at Fire

have the wrong

bartender filled Barbara with half a glass of

and took another big

read those posts that are meaningless at

did not hear

her face bulging with anger and remaining

a little pleased when he

needed to

he suddenly

one thing I want to talk

that, Charles stood up from the chair at

"That video..."

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