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

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

rested his elbow on the table. He leaned forward a little, and said slowly, "Yes, I find it very amusing.

on her face. She didn't have a single wrinkle, and it made her even more charming. This charm was too lethal and

Carter. How bored must you

sigh.

Why don't you suggest how

Sydney's calf lightly with

she really wanted to splash a glass of water on his

place. You should be more dignified

Sydney's face devoid of anger, excitement, and any other emotion, Geoffrey narrowed his eyes.

chair. "Let's talk about your husband.

been reconciled for a long time. We're doing very

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