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Chapter 480

Last night, Christina left a Ferrari sports car on the side of the road and forgot to take the car keys. She

probably got a lot of tickets for parking the car on the side of the road.

Early in the morning, the driver of the Hopkins family went to drive it back.

The open-top luxury sports car's chairs and steering wheel were covered by trash maliciously thrown

by some people. Fortunately, although the car keys were in the car, the system was locked. And those

hooligans could not drive it away.

"How much is that car worth? It's a real spendthrift. Millions of dollars worth of a car left on the side of

the road and even with the car key on. Money is a small matter. People would assume the Hopkins

family is vulgar nouveau riche..."

Ms. Hopkins heard the gossip from the servants and seized the opportunity. She passed by the Eastern

Garden path on purpose. She happened to bump into Christina, who was coming from the opposite

direction. She immediately became excited.

Christina had gotten up and was on her way to accompany the Senior Mr. Hopkins to breakfast at the

main house. She had to go to Derek's apartment to check on him.

Christina didn't want to talk to Ms. Hopkins at all. She was still thinking about Derek's illness last night.

And she left the sports car on the side of the road because Patrick forbade her to drive back alone. She

was not worried about being accused at all.

Seeing that she ignored her, Ms. Hopkins's expression became even uglier. She spoke coldly and

raised her voice to question, "You drove out in a sports car in the middle of the night last night. Where

did you go?"

"You dare not say it because you are guilty!"

The two of them walked all the way to the main house. The servants who were busy early in the

morning quietly looked at Ms. Hopkins's aggressiveness, while Christina's face remained

expressionless.

The servants in the Hopkins family knew well that Ms. Hopkins was not the one to mess with. She had

always been Senior Mr. Hopkins's favorite daughter and had always been arrogant and spoiled.

To put it bluntly, it was because of the interest. Christina married into the Hopkins family and challenged

Ms. Hopkins, so Ms. Hopkins targeted her.

Now the servants of the Hopkins family were choosing sides in private. The servants of Eastern

Garden seemed easy to bully, but Nanny Faang and Nancy were confident.

Although their Junior Mrs. Hopkins seemed distant all day, she was not a pushover.

They walked all the way into the dining room of the main house, and the servants around them all had

some plans in their hearts.

"I'm talking to you. Your Dickens family daughter is so rude!" Ms. Hopkins yelled at her angrily.

Christina was annoyed. She stopped, turned around, and said, "I went out to meet a man last night.

Are you satisfied?"

Ms. Hopkins looked surprised, not expecting her to admit it so directly.

At that moment, she added fuel to the fire. While Senior Mr. Hopkins and Patrick were present at the

breakfast table, she immediately shouted excitedly, "You heard her. She, she admitted that she drove

out to meet a man last night."

"You're yelling early in the morning!" Senior Mr. Hopkins shouted with a sullen face.

Ms. Hopkins looked at her father's serious expression and shrewdly restrained herself.

The last time she was injured in her leg, she thought it must have been Christina, but Christina refused

to admit it. And she had no solid evidence.

If she made any more trouble, her father would definitely throw her back to her husband's home.

Little did they know that this time she was actually back to the Hopkins family for the money. Thenovelbin

second reason was that she didn't want her husband to get her back so easily.

Ms. Hopkins glared at Christina and sat down for breakfast.

As a daughter-in-law, Christina looked at Senior Mr. Hopkins and Judy. She greeted them and then sat

down beside Patrick to eat.

Everyone at the table in the Hopkins family ate their own meals. They wouldn't talk to each other and

had their own thoughts.

Senior Mr. Hopkins had five steamed buns for breakfast this morning. He put down his chopsticks and

looked at Christina across the table with his blurry eyes. He knew that Christina had driven out in the

middle of the night.

It was inappropriate for a married woman to drive out in the middle of the night.

But he was not a pedantic man. In modern society, it was acceptable for women to have male friends

outside.

"Grandpa, I have something to do. I have to go now."

Christina ate a bowl of porridge, drank half a cup of orange juice, then put down the cup, and stood up

quickly.

Ms. Hopkins wanted to make things difficult for her. She looked up and said in a shrill voice, "You are

running out early in the morning. Where are you going?"

Christina was annoyed. She glanced at the people at the table. Her eyes stayed on Patrick for a little

longer.

Her tone was as calm as possible. "I'm going to a friend's house. He's not feeling well."

It was obvious that she was going to Derek's apartment.

Patrick didn't seem to care. He didn't look up and still ate pasta and steak gracefully with a knife and

fork.

But Ms. Hopkins seemed to have caught her. She took advantage of the situation to ask, "Which

friend? What's his name? A man or a woman?"

Senior Mr. Hopkins suddenly interrupted in a low voice, "Let the driver take you there."

Christina was slightly surprised. He rarely interfered in her private affairs. But she had nothing to hide.

Even if he knew that she was going to a man's apartment, it didn't matter. She didn't refuse. The driver

followed her out of the main house.

Ms. Hopkins looked sideways at Christina's back with a reluctant expression, waiting for her to make a

mistake outside so she could attack her.

"Keep an eye on your wife."

Senior Mr. Hopkins snorted for some reason, picked up his walking stick, and prepared to leave the

table.

Patrick looked up at his grandfather and said calmly, "She's going to see Derek."

Senior Mr. Hopkins's face was solemn, and he glared at Patrick. Patrick had finally told him the truth.

Christina and Derek were childhood playmates. It was said that the old master of the Eisenhower family

had them engaged. "Derek is a very outstanding young man." The old man muttered in a strange tone,

glancing coldly at his own grandson.

All-day long, Christina was hanging out with her childhood sweetheart. No matter what, he felt

uncomfortable.

Senior Mr. Hopkins left the table with a serious face and steady footsteps. He did not want to get

involved in these young people's affairs. He decided to go to see his precious grandchildren.

Seeing that Senior Mr. Hopkins had left, Judy said, "Patrick, you have to talk to your wife. How can a

married woman be so close to another man all day? She should have known better."

"I know what to do."

Patrick's attitude towards his mother was always like this, distant and cold.

Ms. Hopkins, who was still at the table, knew very well that Judy had married into the Hopkins family,

but this woman had no real power. She was not even close to her own son. Ms. Hopkins secretly

gloated.

But now that Christina was their common enemy, she scolded him, "Patrick, how can you talk to your

mother in such an attitude?"

"We're all doing this for your own good. What if that wild woman, Christina, does something that would

ruin your reputation..."

Patrick looked at Ms. Hopkins with a cold face. Ms. Hopkins's attitude was much weaker. This nephew

of hers was not easy to manipulate. She shut up angrily.

Judy had long known her son's cold temper and knew that he could scare others even without saying a

word.

The breakfast was tasteless, and Patrick stood up and left. Brianna, who had been sitting at the corner

of the table, silently stared at his back. She could tell that he was angry.

Brianna knew that his brother disliked women arguing in his ear.

One should always be good and quiet by her brother's side.

Patrick walked alone to the lotus pond and along the corridor to the central pavilion. The breeze lifted

the green lotus leaves, and the lotus flowers had withered. After living in the Hopkins family for so

many years, he never appreciated the blooming and falling of these flowers.

He had not cared about things that had nothing to do with him, no matter how gorgeous it was.

After Christina married into the Hopkins family, she often said that the lotus pond in the Hopkins family

was a little gloomy. That was when he paid attention to it.

"Why did Derek suddenly transfer all his assets?" He picked up his phone and called to ask what he

cared about.

When he went back to his bedroom and saw the stacks of contracts in French that Christina had

brought back last night, he felt that something was wrong.

"Mr. Hopkins, I don't know what the specific reason is... Derek has always been an irrational person. In

recent years, people in the financial world have always been careful with him. Is it a business or

personal act for him to suddenly transfer assets? I can't be sure for the time being..."

The man who spoke to Patrick was an outstanding figure in the industry. Every time he dealt with

Derek, he would have a headache.

"However, I found out that Derek entrusting a law firm to transfer his property. He was serious about it.

He specifically ordered the lawyer to set up a trust fund for Junior Mrs. Hopkins. The stock and bond

fund under his name was deposited, including some real estate and a lot of cash."

With such a huge amount of property transferred over, Christina would undoubtedly become one of the

richest women in A City as long as she signed the contract.

Patrick held the phone, his expression a little complicated.

Derek suddenly gave all his property to Christina. What did that mean?

He knew that they were close.

"Derek is really ill this time." Patrick remained rational.

Based on Derek's temper, he knew that he was not attached to many people in the world and he had

no feelings for the world. If something happened to him, he would not struggle. He had dealt with the

assets in his hands. He probably wouldn't even write a will.

After Patrick hung up the phone, he fell silent. He had always known that Christina and Derek would

not have an affair. He was still unhappy because he did not like her to keep thinking about others.

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