"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 pressed his lips against

I told you

hurt my

raised 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

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

you're very

and pulled her down on his lap.He put his left hand around her abdomen and raised his right hand to

don't mess up my

looks no

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

not modest

and said nothing

with her hair mussed on her forehead, Christina simply rubbed

party today, trying to impress his senior staff and friends, but it didn't seem

didn't dare

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

articles about

remember to

Patrick was obliging.

the chest with her

need me to remind you.'’ Patrick

what a woman was

for him to

He felt helpless.

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

the bar and couldn't help but

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

Barbara, a Fire Club staff

chatted

you chasing someone who dares

and put

murmured, "I saw a

Derek here

have the

bartender filled Barbara with half a glass

took another big gulp,

read those posts that are meaningless

Christina did not hear

was scolded by him, her face bulging with anger

a little pleased when he saw that Christina

just needed to be dealt

suddenly remembered

one thing I want

chair at the bar with

"That video..."

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