"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.

put his hands on her

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

hurt my

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

angry that she

you're very

angry but laughed out loud.He simply sat next to her and pulled her down on his lap.He put his left hand

don't mess up my

looks no

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

not modest at

laughed and said nothing

her hair mussed on her forehead, Christina simply rubbed against

attend his party today, trying to impress his senior staff and

didn't dare

to

lot of articles about how

remember to remind

Patrick was obliging.

him in the chest with

need me to remind you.'’ Patrick was punched by her, but it didn't hurt

understand what a woman was thinking

was hard for him

He felt helpless.

don't have

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

lowered her eyes, pursed her lips tightly, raised her glass,

Club staff said you were running in

curiously chatted with

someone who

by his question and put down

sadness on her face, she murmured, "I saw

mean you see Derek here at Fire

have the wrong

with half a glass of

took another big gulp, feeling a little upset

read those posts that

Christina did not hear their

face

felt a little pleased when he saw that Christina

needed to

he suddenly remembered

there is one thing I want to talk

stood up from the chair at

"That video..."

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