"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

have I

didn't hurt my

her head rather proudly, adding, "I reacted quickly and immediately half

angry that

you're very

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

don't mess up my

looks no different than

appreciate it.I'm obviously prettier than

not modest

laughed and said

little depressed and with her hair mussed on her forehead, Christina simply rubbed against

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

people didn't dare

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

a lot of articles

remember to

Patrick was obliging.

punched him in the chest with

to remind you.'’ Patrick was punched by her, but

didn't understand what a woman

was hard for him

He felt helpless.

same every day.You don't have to dress

a glass of red wine from the bar and couldn't

lips tightly, raised her glass, and drank it all

Club staff said you were running in the

chatted

someone who dares to steal your

his question and put down the glass in

she murmured, "I saw a

you see Derek

I have the wrong

with half a glass of

up and took another big gulp,

and read those posts that are meaningless

did not

was scolded by him, her face

when he

needed

suddenly remembered

there is one thing I want

chair at the bar

"That video..."

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