"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

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

hurt

immediately half crouched down and propped

angry that she dared to show a

you're very proud,

pulled her down on his lap.He put

mess

no different than

appreciate it.I'm obviously prettier

not modest

and said

hair mussed on her forehead, Christina simply

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

didn't dare

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

recently read a lot of articles about how

to remind

Patrick was obliging.

him in the chest with her right

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

what a

for him

He felt helpless.

day.You don't have to dress

wine from the bar and couldn't help but look

lips tightly, raised her glass, and

Club staff said you were running in the

chatted

chasing someone who dares to steal

his question and put

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

see Derek here at

think I have the

filled Barbara with half a

up and took another big gulp, feeling a little

and read those posts

and Christina did not hear

by him, her face bulging

when he

needed

suddenly remembered

one thing

at the bar with

"That video..."

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