"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.

her shoulders, and pressed his

"How many times have I told you not

didn't hurt

head rather proudly, adding, "I reacted quickly and immediately half crouched down and propped myself up on the floor with one hand,

that she dared to show a

very

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 her

don't mess

looks no

appreciate it.I'm obviously prettier than usual

was not modest at

laughed and

with her hair mussed on her forehead, Christina simply

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

people didn't dare

hairstyle, you have to praise her, or I have the right to be angry

of articles about how men

to

Patrick was obliging.

Christina punched him in the chest with her right

to remind you.'’

understand what a

for him

He felt helpless.

the same every day.You don't have to dress up

red wine from the

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

staff said

chatted with

chasing someone who dares to

stunned by his question and put down the

she murmured, "I saw a figure that looked like him just

Derek

think I have the wrong

half a glass of red

it up and took another big gulp, feeling a little upset

those posts that are meaningless at

Christina did not

by him, her face bulging with anger

felt a little pleased when he

just needed

he suddenly

is one thing I want to talk

at

"That video..."

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