"Let me go..."
"Patrick, let go of me..."
He grabbed her wrist and dragged her down the stairs.
Christina frowned and looked at the cold profile of the man in front of her. He suddenly appeared in this old apartment and coldly asked her what she thought he was like. Then he reached out and dragged her away. She had no idea what he was thinking.
Christina turned around and looked up the stairs with a worried look...
He dragged her away. Cory tried to stop him and lost his balance and fell down. His arm seemed to have been pierced with broken glass.
"Worried about him?"
His voice was cold and deep, and his eyes were fixed on her, which sent a chill through Christina.
Patrick looked at her cringing look and told her word by word, "My cousin specially sent someone to watch over your apartment. He... really cares about you." The last four words carried a hint of sarcasm.
Christina was furious. "Patrick, what do you mean by that? I helped Cory because he was drunk. We didn't..."
"Get in!"
He lost his patience and ordered her to get in the car.
The car started quickly and steadily up the highway. He looked straight ahead. Christina in the passenger seat looked at him with a complicated look. He was silent, and the atmosphere suddenly quieted down.
Christina looked at him and wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.
He texted her last night that something was going on in the United States and that he wouldn't be back until next month. But now he was in A City...
He was dressed in an expensive suit, still handsome, but he seemed to have lost some weight and looked tired with his brows furrowing a little.
He had been in America for only about two weeks, but somehow she felt like she hadn't seen him in a long time.
Christina turned her head and her mind was in turmoil. She wanted to ask him a lot of questions.
Especially what Cory said about six years ago...
She hesitated for a long time and made up her mind to ask him, but when her eyes swept over the unfamiliar scenery outside the window, she was shocked. "Where are we going?!"
This was not the way back to the Hopkins Family.
He didn't answer her.
It was evening, and the sky was dark, and the street lights were lit up.
It was rare for Patrick to drive by himself. His grim profile was expressionless. He held the steering wheel in his right hand and turned at a junction ahead, speeding towards the depths of the darkness.
About 30 minutes later, the car got off the highway, and the surrounding streets gradually brightened up, with lights and billboards flashing.
It was a very famous entertainment district in the east of the city, and some people secretly called it the lesser version of Las Vegas. It was said that this place was empty in the daytime, but when night fell, it would be like a lively carnival.
It was so famous that it attracted many tourists at night, but if they had no friends here, they wouldn't know where the interesting places were.
And this place was very strange to Christina.
not enter the busiest area, but turned left and headed for a
this strange place in front of
bringing me here?' Christina
the car stopped in a quiet and
two people hurried over. The two men bent down slightly with
"Get out."
His tone was cold, and no one could tell
was very anxious in the passenger seat. She opened the door and
surprised, as if this was the first time
at her. They nodded slightly at Christina and then led the way for
one of the men stepped forward and knocked five times on a
heavy metal door
over and
the decorations and furnishings were magnificent. As they walked inside step by step, they could hear some noisy music coming out from time to time, and as they continued walking in, the light became
she felt
into the elevator and went down to the fourth floor underground. She felt that the number four was ominous, while the man next to her
hanging on both sides of the wall and they gave off orange
took, she could hear her own footsteps.
some passers-by saw them, they would immediately stand still and half-bow their heads to make way
these people couldn't help sizing up Christina as if it was strange for her to be here, which made Christina's scalp a little
the hell was
answered it. After he hung up, he walked over to Patrick and reported in a low voice. "Mr. Hopkins, Laurie gave the project of Hai City
about business. Laurie used her power at Hopkins Group to help her husband's
Patrick's aunts' had been coveting
man addressed Laurie by her name. Laurie was Patrick's eldest aunt anyway.
not from
for Mr. Hopkins usually called Patrick
he wants," Patrick said coldly as he walked to a heavy black wooden
man nodded, turned,
did not quite understand what they were saying, but judging from Patrick's cold voice,
Patrick strode in, while Christina stood at the door, unable to move her
want to go
the sounds coming from inside sounded
kowtowing, his head pounded against the cold marble floor. His hands and feet were tied up with thick ropes and he was kneeling
there will be another
low, disdainful voice. He raised the long black whip in his
sound, and Christina's heart trembled. The man's back was lacerated and he screamed in
"Mr. Hopkins."
"Mr. Hopkins..."
immediately stood up straight and greeted him respectfully
wretched man on the floor raised his head nervously. When he saw Patrick, his eyes widened and he stammered in a trembling voice. "Mr. Hopkins, I... I
man was in fear and felt uneasy, but Patrick was
are in-laws. Don't
so no one was able
his address scared the man on the ground." Mr.
look at him again. He turned to the door and called out softly, "Christina, come and say hello to your
was in
was very gentle, but Christina felt a