Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 391



Geoffrey smiled politely. "I have a simple request. I mainly want to meet President Harper. There's nothing beyond that. Don't think too badly of me. Not everyone has an ulterior motive."

"Threatening my daughter-in-law with your own son, and then telling me you have no ulterior motive? Chairman Carter, we're not children or idiots, so let's not lie with our eyes wide open," Sydney snapped.

She was filled with rage. Every word she said was sharp, and she wasn't showing Geoffrey any courtesy.

Rosalie didn't expect Sydney to be so direct, either.

Sydney turned her head, and said, "Rose, go pick out some seafood. Choose the freshest ones."

"Okay." Rosalie stood up. "You two chat first."

It seemed they had things to discuss.

The waiter led Rosalie to the seafood section. "This way, please."

All the seafood here was live, and selected on the spot.

Rosalie left, Geoffrey discarded his polite

grew colder. "Geoffrey, what are you playing at? Do

little, and said slowly, "Yes, I find it very amusing. More importantly, I really want to see you

kind to Sydney, leaving only few traces on her face. She didn't have a single wrinkle, and it made her even

Carter. How bored

sigh. "Indeed, it

boring. The nights are endless. Why don't you suggest how to

Sydney's calf lightly with his

move. Her expression was calm, though she really wanted

You should be more dignified at

of anger, excitement, and any other emotion,

against the chair. "Let's

a long time. We're doing very well,

type to reconcile with a scumbag husband. What's the term? A scumbag is usually with a cheap woman,