Billionaire Daddy, GO, GO, GO!

The deeper she thought, the more her head seemed to hurt.

She couldn't help covering her head with her hands, her face full of pain.

"Patricia, are you okay?"

Matthew asked her in a worried tone.

Patricia gradually recovered from her memory, and she decided not to recall the memories deep in her mind.

Matthew worriedly supported Patricia with her shoulders. "Patricia, what's wrong?"

Patricia shook her head gently. "It's okay. I'm sorry to make you worried."

Matthew breathed a sigh of relief. "If you are not feeling well, just let me know."

Before Patricia replied, a pair of middle-aged man and woman brought red wine to her and Matthew.

"You must be President Crawford, right?"

The middle-aged man raised the wine glass in his hand and smiled slightly at Matthew.

Hearing the voice of the middle-aged man, Patricia froze for an instant. She was unable to move, as if she was very shocked.

Wasn't this her father's voice? Who was the woman next to him?

The middle-aged woman's voice gradually became louder. Then she looked at Patricia. "You must be president Crawford's ball partner. You are so beautiful! Your evening dress seems to be expensive!" Patricia relaxed a bit. They were indeed her parents!

Matthew lowered his eyes and smiled. He also raised the wine glass in his hand. "My partner deserves a noble evening dress."

Miranda smiled and nodded. "Of course, that is right. May I ask whose daughter is your partner?"

Matthew slightly narrowed his eyes and shook his head. "Well, I have nothing to say about this."

Wesley glanced at Miranda, and then continued to smile at Matthew. "Today is Archibald's party and it is a happy day. Please don't mind my wife's inappropriate speech."

Matthew slightly narrowed his eyes and shook his head. "It's okay, I won't take it too seriously."

After hearing Wesley's words, Patricia became alert.

Was this Archibald's ball?

Wasn't Archibald the man Lydia married?

At the beginning, her so-called mother forced her away because her mother thought that her reputation had affected Lydia, and that Lydia had suffered a lot in the Randolph family because of her. But why it seemed that Lydia was leading a quite happy life now?

So that woman on the stage was Lydia?

Miranda squinted her eyes, but kept looking at Patricia. "I don't think there's nothing wrong with my speech. I just wonder if I know your partner, because she makes me feel familiar."

The smile on Matthew's face gradually disappeared, but he kept silent.

Knowing that Matthew was unpleasant, Wesley couldn't help but pull Miranda's hand and gave her a threatening glance.

Miranda smiled awkwardly at Matthew. "Don't overthink about it, President Crawford. I just think it kind of weird that your lady has been silent all the time..."

Without waiting for Miranda to finish her words, Matthew pulled Patricia to his side, perfectly hiding her behind him.

"My partner won't talk to people she doesn't like, excuse us."

After saying, Matthew took Patricia's hand and left.

As soon as Matthew and Patricia left, Wesley looked at Miranda with a cold face.

"What the hell are you doing? Why do you annoy Matthew at this ball! Matthew is not only a friend of

Archibald, but also ranked second in the world's richest list! He is only poorer than Archibald!"

Miranda frowned. "I know all of this. At that time I just thought that Matthew's partner was a bit familiar!"

Wesley scratched his head helplessly, as if he wanted to be furious. "That's Matthew's partner. What do you mean by saying that? How could you know Matthew's partner?" Miranda nodded repeatedly. "You are right. I don't know Matthew, how can I know his partner? I must be over-concerned. Honey, please don't be angry. People will see."

At this time, Wesley and Miranda did not realize that they not only knew Matthew's partner, but that they had a special relationship with her!

Because she was the little daughter who was "given up" by them-Patricia!

Patricia, who was being led by Matthew, almost couldn't help but raise her hand to give Matthew a thumbs-up. How excellent were the words he just said! Matthew, who was walking in the front, gradually stopped. "Patricia, don't you blame me for not introducing you to others?"

Patricia shook her head repeatedly. "Of course not!"

She didn't want to be recognized by Wesley, Miranda or Lydia.

"I think it very impolite to always ask questions since it is a mask ball."

Patricia nodded repeatedly. "Yes, I also think that it's better to be modest."

Matthew instantly covered his hands over Patricia's and he was quite touched. "It is great that you can understand me." Patricia smiled faintly. She tried her best but was still unable to withdraw her hands from Matthew's.

"Matthew, let me go..."

Before she finished her words, they heard a soft laughter.

Matthew and Patricia unanimously looked back and found that Archibald and Lydia were wearing black masks behind them. Lydia covered her mouth and chuckled, still holding Archibald's arm. "Isn't this Matthew? Why are you playing with your girl here?" Archibald glanced at Patricia gently, his gaze fixed on her eyes that were so full of brightness.

Such clear and transparent eyes were somewhat similar to the eyes that night.

Matthew held Patricia's hand tightly, and then showed a polite smile at Lydia.

"Don't make fun of us. We were not playing but flirting here."

Lydia smiled softly, acting like a lady from the upper class. "Really? I often hear my husband mention you. You are his only good friend! I didn't expect you to have a girlfriend so quickly. When do you plan to get married?"

With the pretentious Lydia in front of her, Patricia's eyes were full of coldness and disdain.

Lydia was in such a lady's style in front of outsiders, but when at home, Lydia always bullied her. How could a person behave so differently when facing different people!

Matthew silently squeezed Patricia's hand, and then pulled her into his arms. "Lydia, don't worry. If we are going to have a wedding, we will definitely invite you and Archibald."

Seeing the coldness and disdain in Patricia's eyes, Archibald gradually followed her gaze and looked at Lydia.

His cold eyes gradually narrowed. This woman had aroused his interest.

Lydia slightly nodded. "When that

comes, my husband and I will

a

definitely go to your wedding with, big gift. However, I still don't know your partner. Whose family is she from? Tell me, maybe she's O someone I know."