Christina was in a daze, not remembering how she got out of this horrible basement.
It seemed that she could still hear the sounds of fighting and bones breaking and the shrill cries...
In the quiet night, there was a champagne golden Rolls-Royce stopped in this dark alley. Someone opened the door for her. She stood by the door and turned to look at the left...
Just then, an anxious footstep came, and she heard someone reporting respectfully, "It's confirmed... After waking up at the Seattle private hospital, he immediately flew back, probably back to the Fisher Family in F City ..."
Christina didn't know what they were talking about and didn't want to know.
Patrick strode towards her expressionlessly. Under the dim street lamp, he was even more outstanding and dominating.
She lowered her head and quickly sat in the car without waiting for him to come near. She sat up stiffly and clenched her hands into fists, trying to hide her anxiety.
Patrick walked to her and looked at her profile with complicated eyes...
Bang -
Suddenly, he slammed the door.
"Send Christina home."
His cold and deep voice echoed in this wide and creepy dark alley.
Christina was startled, but she didn't look up. The car started quickly and drove away.
Until the car slowly drove out of the corner of the alley, she couldn't help but look behind her...
He was nowhere to be seen.
Along the way, she was very quiet. Her eyes were dazed as she looked at the speeding scenery through the car window, and her mind was in a mess.
Around 9 pm, the car arrived in Hopkins Family.
As soon as the car stopped, a maid ran up to her, looking nervous. "Ma'am, where have you been? Old Master is looking for you."
"Hello, grandpa."
She went to the mansion and found Mr. Hopkins was sitting on the sofa in the hall. His face was dark and he was obviously unhappy.
The old butler looked up and down at her. Seeing that she was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Ma'am, we are worried about you. We couldn't get through you..."
Her phone was broken by Cory.
up at the old man and said with hesitation. "I-I've been
back?" The
down at her toes
up from the sofa with his walking stick and walked to her and asked in
Her expression was a little strange. It seemed that she was
pursed her lips, not wanting to say
sentence, "Nanny Faang made soup for you. Go to the dining room to eat something, and then go back to
Faang to the dining room for a simple dinner and then went back
anything I don't like as
"He's warning me."
soaked in warm water in the bathtub. The bloody and cruel scenes she saw tonight came to
basement like this, and he had never been an ordinary person.
her
Patrick was the one who saved you during your high school trip, you
those hooligans to harm you during your high school trip... He deliberately made the show. It was Patrick's
her
Christina got out of the bathtub. She wrapped herself in a large towel and turned to look
lost in her thoughts, then lowered her eyes and muttered, "So, he saved
know him. No one knows him...
and walked to the window. In the
blew in with some drizzle, and the night wind was
front of the window, her eyes looking
past,
and F City, a car suddenly rushed out from a
the steering wheel in a hurry and slammed on
"Who is it?"
to block
the driver's seat angrily opened the car door and walked out. That
the back. He raised his
to be even angrier.
It was his acquaintance.
outside cursing him like a shrew with a
"Go away!"
darkened and she pushed away from the bodyguard who was blocking
"Patrick, come out!"
you are! Cory is your cousin. How could you hurt him? He has suffered a lot. You can't bully him anymore. I must get justice for him. Come out and
"Is he dead?"