"Christina, do you really know Derek?"
A stretch black Bugatti drove steadily towards the Fishers. The car was spacious and comfortable, but the atmosphere in it was strange.
Charles stared at the woman across from him with a complicated look. "Hey, Christina, last time you said..."
Last time, Christina said that she had known Derek a long time ago.
He thought that she was only joking then because it was impossible.
Even Patrick looked sideways at her, raised his eyebrows slightly, and wanted to say something.
"I don't like this gift."
Christina did not catch on the topic. She shoved the expensive black paper bag in her hand directly to Patrick, and her words were obviously disdainful.
Patrick glanced at the gift bag in his hand. Of course, he knew that this woman's face had been darkened since she got into the car, so it was obvious that she was unhappy.
"About your friend, I'll let the HR department handle it..." Patrick guessed that she had lost her temper because of Crystal.
"I don't want your help."
Christina turned her head to the window and refused ambitiously.
Charles was speechless. The naughty girl did not say anything useful. She could have gotten some benefits but she was actually dared to refuse.
He couldn't help but say, "Patrick, Christina doesn't have any experience in this field. Just do whatever you want. She doesn't understand..." The company could not be affected by this woman!
Patrick never thought about what Charles had said. He had no need to worry about the dismissal of an ordinary employee. If the solution could appease Christina, it would be worth it.
But Christina, who was looking at the view through the car window, suddenly became furious.
As if she had been provoked by something, she immediately said, "Charles, I don't understand what you're saying. I don't understand you profiteers, but have I ever interfered with you? I won't and I don't care about your stupid things."
"Barbara's solution is not related to you. Christina, don't think about these meaningless affairs all day long..."
"Nonsense. Charles, what you mean is that I've done nothing but become a breeding tool. I am just a hindrance to you, right?"
The more Christina said, the angrier she became. "Barbara can do whatever she wants to do. It's good for Crystal to leave. Otherwise, she will be traped in some big troubles one day."
Charles felt it was a little unusual to see her so angry as if she had been annoyed by someone before. According to the past experience, he thought for a second and decided to shut up so as not to be cannon fodder.
Christina saw that Charles no longer provoked her, and did not say anything. She turned her head angrily to avoid seeing them.
"... Take it."
Patrick saw her face flushed with anger, and he glanced sideways at the bodyguard in the corner, motioning for a glass of water to be poured to her.
The luxurious car had drinking water and beverages. The beverages were all mango-flavored, which made Charles very speechless.
Patrick was born allergic to mangoes, but Christina loved mango flavors. How doomed the love was.
Christina took two sips of the water. She was really thirsty. Her beautiful big eyes glanced at Charles, and she felt more uncomfortable with him.
She warned, "Charles, don't give awful ideas all day long. Don't teach Patrick bad."
Charles felt inexplicable and subconsciously wanted to retort, but for safety's sake, he sneaked a peek at Patrick.
The man was turned to be in a good mood when he saw his wife bullying his good brother.
Patrick loved her so much when she wore a red silk nightgown. Every time she wore that color, she would be treated by him in bed vehemently.
"I don't like red." Christina had a grudge.
It didn't matter what color it was. "No woman would like a gift picked by her rival..."
A woman was so happy to receive a gift from a man, but the gift was chosen by another woman. That was ok. There was nothing wrong with choosing a gift from a different perspective, but just thought about it made Christina feel bad.
"Gift means your heart. If you have no idea what gift I will accept, then don't give it to me. If I say I like it this time, then you will consider that whatever Barbara likes in the future, I'll like it, too, right?"
Christina looked unhappy and glared at the two men.
These men who were struggling in the workplace really had the low EQ to treat women.
Charles had an epiphany on his face and sighed in a little indifference. "No wonder Marie wasn't very happy the other day." That Marie was already his ex-girlfriend.
How could a woman be so direct when she was dissatisfied? It was she, Christina, who was just so bold.
Christina gave him a word straight away. "Stupid!"
Charles's face darkened. Patrick looked at the woman beside him and laughed in a good mood.
Christina was a little tired, and her head naturally rested on Patrick's shoulder. Looking at Charles, she felt a little smug. She glanced at the window from the corner of her eyes and showed a slight nervousness. the Fishers was almost here...
Patrick supported her with his right hand and then simply hugged her to make her feel more comfortable.
Charles looked out expressionlessly. He didn't want to see the annoying couple anymore. "How could he leave me alone like this? What a sin!" Charles thought.
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