My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 166

Christina sat in the corner of the Fishers lobby and looked around bored. She noticed that Patrick and the other men seemed to be dealing with some emergency.

"You go back to the hotel first."

After a while, Patrick walked towards her hurriedly and said quickly.

"What's wrong? The party hasn't started yet."

Unwilling to move, she rolled her eyes and muttered, "I want to wait..."

"Christina, who do you want to wait for?"

Charles glared at her angrily. "Chandler's son is missing. We're going to find that little guy. No one will company you."

Just now, the nanny rushed to the coffee shop to look for the child, but she couldn't find him. Charles thought of some terrible kidnap cases, which made him nervous.

Christina was surprised at first. After all, losing the child was a big deal, but, she then said, "You don't have to accompany me. I'll just sit here. You guys go and do your work." As she spoke, she also pushed Patrick by his arm and asked him to go quickly.

Patrick frowned, as if he was thinking about how to deal with it.

Chandler, on the other hand, calmed down and looked at the red dot on the screen. "He ran to the amusement park..." His son had a habit of hiding in noisy places whenever he was in a bad mood.

Chandler put away his phone and strode towards the door without delay.

"Geoffrey is just throwing a tantrum. I'm going to look for him now. Patrick, you guys stay and wait to see if Derek is back..."

"Derek," Christina's expression froze when she heard the two words.

Were they really that close to Derek?

Suddenly, Charles wanted to ask something, so he followed Chandler worriedly. "Chandler, wait for me. I'll go look for that little guy too..."

This unreliable Mr. Shepherd had always loved children and was practically a male nanny for the kid.

"Sit here and don't wander around." Patrick warned her, stepped forward, and whispered a few words to the two bodyguards behind him. His expression was a little strange, and he walked into the crowd.

She was still sitting there, watching them go about their business, and suddenly felt that she was useless.

In fact, there were many things that she could help, but Patrick did not allow her to interfere.

Christina had been waiting until 7: 00 in the evening. It was already dark outside and the Fishers birthday party had officially begun.

The lights in the hall were dimmed and a beam of light lit up on the podium. A pair of sixty-year-old couples were standing on the podium with flowers in their arms. They were smiling generously and kindly in front of the guests.