"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, and pressed his lips

"How many times have I told you

hurt my

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

so angry that she dared to

very

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

mess up my

no

it.I'm obviously prettier

was not modest

and said

with her hair mussed on her forehead, Christina simply

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

didn't dare

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

lot of articles about how

remember to

Patrick was obliging.

in the

will be meaningless if you need me to remind you.'’ Patrick was punched by her, but

what a

hard for

He felt helpless.

don't have to dress up

the bar and couldn't help

tightly, raised her

staff

chatted

someone who dares to steal your

stunned by his question and put down the glass in

on her face, she murmured, "I saw a

you see Derek here at

have the

bartender filled Barbara with half a

big gulp, feeling

online and read those posts that

and Christina did not hear their

him, her face

little pleased when he

just needed to

suddenly

there is one thing I

Charles stood up from the chair at the bar with a serious

"That video..."

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