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.

left, Geoffrey discarded his polite

you playing at? Do

table. He leaned forward a little, and said slowly, "Yes, I find it very amusing. More importantly, I really want

single wrinkle, and it made her even more charming. This charm was too lethal and too attractive, something

Carter. How

a sigh. "Indeed, it

bit boring. The nights are endless. Why don't you suggest how to make my life

calf

really wanted to splash a

in place. You should be more dignified

of anger, excitement, and any other emotion, Geoffrey narrowed his

leaned against the chair. "Let's talk

been reconciled for a long

the type to reconcile with a scumbag husband. What's the term?