"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.

his hands on her shoulders, and pressed his lips

times have I

hurt my

half crouched down and

so angry that

you're very

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

don't mess

no different

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

not

laughed and said nothing

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

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

people didn't dare to

to praise her, or I have the right

articles about how men

to remind

Patrick was obliging.

in the chest with her right

if you need me to remind you.'’ Patrick

what a woman

for him

He felt helpless.

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

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

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

staff said

curiously chatted with

chasing someone who dares to

his question and put

"I saw a figure that looked like him just now,

mean you see Derek here

have the wrong

with half a

up and took another big gulp,

those posts

Christina did not

him, her face bulging with

felt a little pleased when he saw that Christina

demon girl just needed

he suddenly remembered something

one thing I want to

the chair at the bar

"That video..."

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