Female Novel
Chapter 754
Chapter 754
Patrick was 22 years old.
At that time, he was studying at a world-renowned private university in Massachusetts, the United
States.
Charles was his schoolmate and Chandler, who was above them by two grades, was a graduate
student at the same school. Who graduated from this university was a true genius.
At that time, after Patrick finished his undergraduate course, he could study further or take over the
IP&G Group.
Senior Mr. Hopkins had always hoped that his grandson returned home. If he stayed in a foreign
country for a long time, his mind must have a problem.
Those who had stayed abroad for a long time even forgot the traditional culture of accompanying family
and filial piety and kept saying human rights, freedom, and personal pursuit. Those didn’t take their
family seriously. They were ungrateful. It was a culture of selfishness.
Today, Patrick was unwilling to spend the Spring Festival in the Hopkins family, which pissed off Senior
Mr. Hopkins who dropped the bowl on the first day of the New Year.
Senior Mr. Hopkins sent people to take him back, but Patrick grew up and hired a group of personal
bodyguards. The people he sent failed to arrest Patrick.
The eldest grandchildren grew up and didn’t listen to his instruction. Every time Senior Mr. Hopkins got
angry at home, scolding Patrick as the unfilial descendant. At the same time, he deeply felt that the
Hopkins family could not trap him.
Senior Mr. Hopkins worked hard for most of his life, traveling all over the world, even the most
dangerous place where war raged. There were enemies and friends all over the world. He was not
afraid.
Unexpectedly, when he was old, his only son, Victor, was born with poor health and would die soon.
Patrick, the only grandson, did not go home in New Year. The Hopkins family was always cold and
quiet. It was big but there were a few people. Although they kept hiring servants, Senior Mr. Hopkins
still felt empty.
Senior Mr. Hopkins sometimes thought that he might become a monk. It may be alive there.
Senior Mr. Hopkins was a proud and stubborn man, and Patrick was like him most in this respect.
Therefore, when they met, they always fought and then parted unhappily.
Patrick rarely took the initiative to contact them.
Not long after the Spring Festival, the Lantern Festival was coming. Patrick received a call from an old
butler of the Hopkins family
“Young Master Hopkins, the doctor said that your father might not hold on…”
Patrick’s father was born sick and he had been kept alive by the nutrient solution. No one was
surprised to hear this news
Patrick looked calm and replied, “I’ll go back as soon as possible.” Then he hung up the phone.
Paul was relieved to hear that he was coming back.
Young Master Hopkins was not so cold when he was a child. It was probably after he was kidnapped
when he was a child that he became indifferent to the Hopkins family. Senior Mr. Hopkins wanted to
tear those kidnappers to pieces, but the kidnappers were all dead. The doctor said that the kidnapping
caused a psychological shadow on him. His coldness was out of self-defense.
The Hopkins family had especially found several excellent psychologists, but it didn’t work.
Patrick seemed to hate women, especially the mature and dignified woman with long hair, looking
womanly.
Senior Mr. Hopkins wanted to correct him, but he grew up quickly and precocious. The Hopkins family
could not control him.
Now that he was abroad. Obviously, he didn’t rely on the Hopkins family and he could do well on
himself.
Senior Mr. Hopkins would get angry when he heard his friends praise Patrick as capable and powerful.
The more he heard, the angrier he became. Instead, he wished his grandson was a good-for-nothing.
Now it depended on his grandson coming home or not.
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Charles saw a familiar figure in the school corridor and ran over. “Are you going home?”
Charles liked to dye his hair in all colors, wearing flashy clothes and several shiny earrings. At first
glance, he was more like a hooligan from the lower class.
On the tolerant campus, everyone could wantonly pursue his personality. Charles was a know-it-all, a
rich young man who liked hanging around.
The Shepherd family had some personal connections with the Hopkins family, and Charles heard that
Victor was dying,
“Yes,” Patrick replied concisely.
He did not stop and strode towards the principal’s office.
Charles was used to this, kept up with him, and asked, “Are you going to stay at school, start your own
company, or are you going home?”
They had more choices than the students who were busy looking for a job or taking postgraduate
exams. They could go to the principal’s office, saying that they planned to take a break from school and
continued their studies when they had time.
Patrick did not answer this question because he was not sure.
Charles carefully observed his expression. In fact, his grandfather asked him to ask because Senior Mr.
Hopkins was looking forward to Patrick’s return.
Charles, one of the few friends who could talk to Patrick, was often entrusted with important tasks by
his elders. It was hard.
Charles was walking behind worriedly. Patrick, who was walking ahead, was suddenly pounced on by a
female student dressed in formal attire at the door of a classroom on the left.
“Ouch!” The fair and beautiful foreign girl let out a sound.
Patrick reacted quickly and took a step back. As a result, the foreign girl was unable to stop, so she hit
the fire hydrant box on the wall.
The scream attracted people around to see. Charles widened his eyes in shock.
However, this was not a strange thing. Patrick was coveted by women on campus.
These audacious foreign girls even openly bid on the campus network to secretly take photos and
videos of Patrick when he was sleeping, eating, and even bathing.
Compared to Charles, who had slept with many girls. Patrick thought that it was more annoying to get
popular.
To avoid these, Patrick didn’t go to class on valentine’s day a while ago. Unexpectedly, His school
email was filled with chocolates and love letters.
The foreign girl displayed her unyielding spirit. She was confident in her beauty and said loudly, “Mark, I
love you so much.”
Mark was Patrick’s English name, and these women even gave him all kinds of nicknames.
It was not rare for women to confess to men abroad.
Patrick glanced at her and said, “That’s your problem.”
People didn’t react and then realized that this answer was arrogant, mocking that she was an
anthomaniac.