"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,

many times have I told

didn't hurt my

rather proudly, adding, "I reacted quickly and immediately half crouched down and propped myself up on the floor with one hand,

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

very proud,

pulled her down on his lap.He put

mess up

looks no different than

it.I'm obviously prettier than usual

not modest

and said nothing

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

clothes and get a haircut to attend his party today, trying to impress his senior

didn't dare to

changes her clothes and hairstyle, you have to praise her,

read a lot of articles about how men

to

Patrick was obliging.

the chest

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

didn't understand what a woman was

hard for him

He felt helpless.

the same every day.You don't have to

wine from the bar and

lips tightly, raised her glass, and drank

way, Barbara, a Fire Club staff said you

chatted

someone who dares to

stunned by his question and put down

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

Derek here at Fire

I have the

with half a

another big gulp, feeling a little upset and

online and read those posts that

did not

scolded by him, her face

a little pleased when he saw

girl just needed

he suddenly remembered

there is one thing

that, Charles stood up from the chair at the bar with a serious expression

"That video..."

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