"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 shoulders,

many times have I told you not to flaunt

hurt

quickly and immediately half

angry that she dared to show

you're very

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

mess up my

no

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

not modest

and said

with her hair mussed on her forehead, Christina simply rubbed against his

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

didn't dare to

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

lot of articles about how men and women

remember to remind

Patrick was obliging.

Christina punched him in the chest with her

if you need me to remind you.'’

understand what a woman was

hard for

He felt helpless.

every day.You don't have to

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

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

way, Barbara, a Fire Club staff said you were

chatted

you chasing someone who

his question and put

she murmured, "I saw a figure that

Derek

I have

with half

and took another big gulp, feeling a

those posts that are meaningless at

and Christina did not hear

by him, her face bulging with anger and

when he saw that

girl just needed

suddenly

one thing I want

chair at the bar with a serious expression

"That video..."

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