Christina felt that she was like a puppet that was manipulated by others.
The strings behind the scenes controlled her life.She hated this feeling.
No matter what Lucy asked her to do here, she just wanted to leave now.
She walked briskly towards the gate of the Golden.A Club.
Even if she kept looking straight ahead, she could feel the sudden increase in staff numbers here.
They looked at her strangely, and Christina hated this club even more.
As she passed the lobby, Christina clearly noticed the manager in front of the counter opening his mouth as if he wanted to say something to her.
but when she looked at him, the manager in uniform looked hesitant and immediately lowered his head.
Christina frowned and became nervous.
What happened to these people? She immediately remembered that when she came over, a staff reported to the club leader that the monitors were out of order, and there was suddenly no signal in this area.
Larry and his companions also left in a hurry.
The Golden.A club belonged to the Hopkins family, and she didn't want Lucy to destroy it.
She looked around but didn't find the club leader.
"Where's your leader?" She went to the counter and asked.
When the manager in the sapphire blue uniform saw Christina coming, a trace of fear flashed across his face.
Not daring to look straight at her, his eyes dodged and he lowered his head.He quickly pointed at the gate.
"He...He is out there."
Christina looked at him suspiciously for a while and didn't respond to him.
The waiters at both sides of the door immediately bowed respectfully and opened the glass door in front of her.
She strode out.
However, as soon as she stepped out of the club, she froze in shock when her eyes were occupied by a tall figure.
There was a dark gray Ferrari parked on the main road, of which headlights were dazzling.
Patrick suddenly appeared in front of her and she could not ignore him.
"Why are you here?" Patrick said in a low voice firstly with obvious displeasure.
Christina was familiar with that.
When Christina heard his voice, she suddenly came back to her senses.She had mixed feelings and looked away from him.
His eyes were dark and sharp.
Patrick took a big step and grabbed Christina's wrist with his right hand.
He asked coldly, "Christina, is here where you should come?"
"What do you want to say?"
She tried to push him away angrily, but he grabbed her tightly that she couldn't wrench herself from his grasp.
"What do I want to say?"
His face was gloomy.
Seeing her aqua-blue silk strapless dress and uncovering fair skin, Patrick's voice became even colder.
"I want to ask you, the Junior Mrs.Hopkins.You have dressed so attractively, which senior are you going to sleep with?"
"What are talking about? Patrick, don't disgust me!"
Christina knew that it was not appropriate for her to come to the club in an evening dress, but she was embarrassed to hear what he said.
"You're not qualify to judge me, Patrick.As a husband, have you fulfilled your duty?"
Annoyed, she rushed forward and bit his right arm hard.
Patrick didn't expect her to bite him, and he let go of her in pain.
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