"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.

down, put his hands on her shoulders,

angrily, "How many times have I told you not to

didn't hurt my

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

angry that

you're very

angry but laughed 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

don't mess up

no

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

was not

and said

hair mussed on her

to attend his party today, trying to impress his senior staff and friends,

didn't

your wife changes her clothes and hairstyle, you have to praise her, or I have the right to be angry with

read a lot of articles about how men and women get

to

Patrick was obliging.

the chest with her

be meaningless if you need me to remind you.'’ Patrick

didn't understand what a woman

was hard for

He felt helpless.

don't have to

red wine from the bar and couldn't help but look

tightly, raised her glass, and

a Fire Club staff said you were running in

curiously chatted

who dares

stunned by his question and put down the glass in her

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

you see Derek here at

have the

bartender filled Barbara with half a glass

took another big gulp, feeling a

go online and read those posts that are meaningless at

did not hear

was scolded by him, her face bulging with anger and

felt a little pleased when he

girl just needed to be dealt

suddenly

there is one thing I want to

Charles stood up from the chair at the bar with a

"That video..."

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